The cell phone on the table suddenly rang, making Baron's heart skip a beat. He took a look and saw that it was Patrick's number.
He turned off the sound and answered the phone in a weak voice.
Patrick's refreshed voice came through the phone line, "Pack up, I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Ah?" "Here?" Baron's every nerve was brightened by his words, "I can't cook even if I want to treat you now."
Patrick said: "Don't worry, you won't have this worry until I get tired of the world."
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