"Holy shit, Tang Yan, how many cigarettes have you smoked? Have you got a death wish?" Song Qi frowned at the litter of cigarette butts on the floor and hurriedly opened the window.
The house was a mess; it definitely needed a complete renovation, or else the smell of smoke and alcohol would linger forever.
Tang Yan opened his bleary eyes, took off his clothes, and walked straight into the bathroom, leaving Song Qi to clean up the mess outside.
As Song Qi cleaned, he grumbled to himself. He was the second young master of the Song Family, someone who was always waited on wherever he went, yet every time he came to Tang Yan's place, he ended up cleaning up after him.
What on earth did he owe Tang Yan in a past life to deserve such torment?
When Tang Yan came out, Song Qi placed a piece of paper in front of him, Jiang Wei's pregnancy test report.
