Jiang Xu had no patience. He was already annoyed enough because Shi Yan didn't answer the phone. "I didn't ask you to be trash for me."

"Very good, man, you've managed to pique my interest."

Jiang Xu: “…”

What kind of dog-skin plaster is Liu Xinxin that is so hard to get rid of?

"Hang up."

"No, no, no, are you worried about something? Are you looking for Shi Yan..."

Jiang Xu hesitated for two seconds.

Liu Xinxin slapped the table and laughed out loud. She had guessed it right. "Then come over here. Shi Yan is right next to me."

As soon as the phone was hung up.

Liu Xinxin collapsed on the sofa.

Yan Xi was smoking. "If he finds out you've been lying to him, how are you going to die? By jumping into the river? Or hanging yourself?"

Both of them drank a lot.

No matter how much Liu Xinxin can drink, she is no match for Yan Xi, who has been hanging out in bars for years.

"I don't care, as long as he comes."

Liu Xinxin suddenly approached Yan Xi with her face in her hands, but was slapped back mercilessly by Yan Xi.

"Cold and heartless, I just want to ask you, do you all like someone like Shi Yan?"

"right."

"cut."

Liu Xinxin didn't really dislike Shi Yan, but their stance was different. She actually admired Shi Yan for being able to divorce Song Yuchen.

And he was kicked out of the house with nothing.

If it were her, she would definitely ask for a lot of money before leaving.

"Where are the people?"

Liu Xinxin heard the familiar voice and raised her confused eyes, "Who? What's wrong? Jiang Xu..."

"You really came! I told you you would come!"

Liu Xinxin stood up and put her arms around Jiang Xu, "That's great."