Ouyang Yi sighed, his voice as flamboyant as an aria: "Ah, I wish we had met before you were married—Xingyu, why wasn't I the first to meet you?"
Su Xingyu forcefully suppressed the throbbing vein at her temple: "Let's talk about something serious!"
Ouyang Yi felt wronged: "Xingyu, you're getting fiercer and fiercer... Okay, okay, let's talk business. Why did you leave last night without saying anything? Not cool!"
This is the serious topic? Su Xingyu's originally calm eyes deepened a bit, and after a moment of silence she said nonchalantly, "Didn't you know?"
Ouyang Yi seemed puzzled: "Know what? Were you robbed or harassed? We were all betting whether you saw some handsome guy on your way to the restroom and just ran off with him! Quick, tell me the truth, I bet a round of drinks on you!"
Su Xingyu: "...Nothing happened, I suddenly felt a bit unwell last night and went home."
