The dim lighting in the couples' room softly illuminated their faces, while He Xia's mood seemed rather low, drinking one glass after another.
In the blink of an eye, a bottle was empty.
"Get another bottle."
"You shouldn't drink anymore. If you get home late, Big Master will have something to say,"
Su Xuan advised.
"Don't defend him in front of me!"
Suddenly, He Xia's voice rose sharply.
He Xia took Su Xuan's phone that was on the table, dialed a number.
"Hello, Zhentian, it's my best friend's birthday tonight, I'll be out late, will come back tomorrow morning. You go to sleep early."
After ending the call, He Xia threw the phone onto Su Xuan's face, muttering, "There's not a single good man!"
Normally gentle and demure at home, He Xia now showed another side in front of Su Xuan.
"Yes, yes, men are no good."
To prevent He Xia from causing trouble while drunk, he could only nod repeatedly.
Gulp!
