After hanging up the phone, Baron sat on the sofa, leaning his head against the back of the sofa, looking at the ceiling.
Soon, the phone rang again, and Zhang Zhi's sour voice came from the other end of the phone, "Who were you talking to on the phone for so long just now?"
Baron put his ear to the phone quietly, and waited until he finished complaining before saying quietly: "I want to see you."
Soon the microphone beeped.
Half an hour later, Zhang Zhi opened the door and came in, exhausted.
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