"Your face is awful."
"What right do you have to make sarcastic remarks, you bastard?"
"drink wine!"
Nangong Jin glared at Jiang Zhi with annoyance.
Pick up the glass, tilt your head back, and down the whiskey in one gulp.
Right now, he's incredibly annoyed.
Jiang Zhi didn't say anything either; he drank the wine and smoked.
...
Suddenly, Nangong Jin's phone rang.
He answered the phone.
"Jin, come back quickly, Rui Rui has a fever, your dad says it's a sore throat. He's making a fuss, and nobody can calm him down."
Nangong Jin frowned. "I know, I'll be right back."
After hanging up the phone, Nangong Jin glared at Jiang Zhi and said, "I'm leaving. My son has a fever."
"So effective? The moment you think about finding a woman, your son gets into trouble again."
"Exactly! It's so hard to even find him a stepmother! I really don't know what we owe them!"
"Perhaps, you two are destined for each other!"
"Shut up! If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll really beat you up."
"You can go now, I'm leaving too. Call a designated driver, don't drive yourself."
As he spoke, Jiang Zhi stubbed out his cigarette and asked the minister to pay the bill.
******
Qiao Chu returned home, but Jiang Zhi was not there.
She had taken a shower, but she was still not asleep.
Looking at her phone, Qiao Chu hesitated whether to call Jiang Zhi.
What a petty man! He gets angry over something like this and ignores her.
Thinking about it, it was Jiang Zhi who was jealous, and Qiao Chu felt a little better.
...
It was almost 11 o'clock when Jiang Zhi returned home.
He smelled of alcohol and also of cigarettes.
Qiao Chu frowned and asked softly, "Honey, where did you go tonight?"
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