「Night.」
Kicked out of his home, Luo Xiu walked aimlessly down the street, the bright lights casting his gloomy expression in stark relief.
He cursed under his breath, blaming it all on Wu Xin. If it weren't for her, he wouldn't have stumbled into that mess, let alone been chased and beaten by those three women with a clothes rack.
Damn it, I'm the landlord, aren't I? Why the hell am I being kicked out of my own home? On what grounds?
As he muttered to himself, his phone suddenly rang.
He thought it was Sun Li calling to tell him to come home immediately, but when he checked his phone, he saw it was Lin Xiyue.
Forget it. I'm bound to get beaten if I go back tonight. I might as well stay over at Lin Xiyue's...
With such pleasant thoughts, Luo Xiu answered the call.
However, a man's voice came through the line.
"Luo Xiu, right?"
Luo Xiu's tone sank slightly. "Who are you? Why do you have Lin Xiyue's phone?"
