"My friend is just an ordinary person. He probably isn't the big shot you're looking for, Dragon King..." Seeing Mo Shang's reaction, Wu Ming could neither laugh nor cry.
"Call him out. Whether he is or not, I'll know at a glance." Mo Shang waved a hand and spoke.
Going by the plot, since the other man was a live-in son-in-law, there was an eighty to ninety percent chance he was the Crooked-Mouthed Dragon King...
"Alright..."
Wu Ming did not refuse. After nodding, he took out his phone and made a call.
The call was answered quickly, and a voice came from the phone. "Hello, Old Wu. What made you think to call me? Need something?"
"It's nothing major. I just wanted to ask you out for a late-night snack..." Wu Ming said with a smile.
"A late-night snack? It's not even dark yet. I haven't even had dinner, and you're already eating a late-night snack? What country's schedule are you on?" The voice came from the phone again, filled with speechless exasperation.
"Damn, you should've said so earlier."
"I had no obligation to inform you..."
"I'm cooking right now. How about you come to my place and we have a couple drinks?"
"Uh, how about you come out instead? I've got two friends here."
"Just bring your friends along. I'm almost done cooking, and it'd be such a waste not to eat it."
"Alright, we'll head over now..."
After hanging up, Wu Ming looked at Mo Shang and Jiang Shuyu and spoke again.
"Let's go, boss. We're going to his place for a meal. My friend's cooking is pretty good..."
"Then let's go."
Mo Shang nodded and did not refuse. To them, it made little difference where they went.
Driving away from the hospital, Wu Ming brought Mo Shang