"Yuck..." Han Cihui wanted to spit out the wine he had drunk, but it was too late. Soon, he began to float.
"Brothers, let me tell you. I honestly really don't care! I'm just unhappy!"
When Han Cihui saw Han Yuanjun and Liang Jiahao, he acted as if he saw his own friends and said everything he wanted. He expressed everything that had been in his heart for the past few days.
"Jia Qiulian and I have already faced a lot of problems, but her! She still hid everything from me. She thinks that I, Han Cihui, am being petty and cannot tolerate her!"
As he spoke, he beat his chest. It looked as if he was really mistreated.
Han Yuanjun and Liang Jiahao looked at each other and shook their heads without saying anything.
Han Cihui said with a runny nose and tears. "If you hadn't caught Zhao Kang that morning, she probably wouldn't have told me! She thought I was a fool and wouldn't know!"
Han Yuanjun pushed him in disdain. "Cihui, you're drunk."
