After six or seven trips, Xu Leisong was practically exhausted, and he felt like he was marinating in the bathroom.
"Mom, let's end the birthday party early. My stomach is upset."
Mo Wanting felt a jolt at her son's words, stomping her foot in anger.
"I told you not to offend the Little Master, but you wouldn't listen."
"Alright, alright, I'll hang up now."
Xu Leisong hung up the phone, feeling that this time he might have emptied out completely, and would feel much better.
Thinking this, he glanced at the paper roll next to him and realized with horror that it was out of paper.
He hurried to call Xu Leiyue, but his phone shut down due to low battery.
Xu Leisong was completely dumbfounded, and only then remembered that during his previous visits to the bathroom, he had been bored and played on his phone until the battery drained.
He recalled Yun Qi's words and felt a wave of panic.
Could it really be that accurate?
