"Did you think it's his first day drinking?" Ye Gushen said coldly, "Who did he see? What's the use of drinking? Throw it away!"
"I'm not yours! Don't you dare fucking control me!" Li Xingle threw the bottle in his hand, it landed at Ye Gushen's feet.
Ye Gushen didn't even glance at the broken glass, "Fine, I won't interfere. Su Zui, let's go."
Li Xingle watched as they really left, his entire body ached so much that even lifting his arm hurt, "Come back!"
"Sorry, too far gone! Have fun by yourself!" Su Zui looked back at him once.
There were servants at home, Li Xingle wouldn't die.
In the corridor outside, Su Zui smiled softly as she walked, "When did Li Xingle get a masochistic streak?"
"Hasn't he always had one?"
"You're right! This guy must have met someone from the Li Family! How long has it been, and he still has psychological scars! I don't think he'll ever get over it!" Su Zui chuckled coolly, "His sister-in-law's best friend wouldn't..."
