"Uncle Yan, happy New Year."
Lin Li looked at Yan Aosong, whom he hadn't seen for half a month, and greeted him.
"Barely still counts as New Year today, fine. But where's the 'happy'? Where's the 'new'?"
Hearing this, Yan Aosong didn't move his head, just shifted his eyeballs slightly toward Lin Li's side, his tone a bit annoyed.
Lin Li: "The 'new' is in how fast you guys respond to a call, the 'happy' is written all over my face."
Yan Aosong: "This issue went god-tier."
Lin Li: "Where's the god-tier?"
Yan Aosong: "Right after the original."
Lin Li: "(๑•̀ㅂ•́)و✧!!"
Truly worthy of being my Uncle Yan.
Any other uncle wouldn't even be qualified to trade lines with me.
"How come you didn't contact me or Yangliang in advance today? What, you're not thinking of helping your two uncles 'pad our stats' anymore?"
Dropping the divine idiot banter, Yan Aosong sighed and switched to asking.
