Fu Yan sneered, "Baby?"
He now feels like punching his phone screen to smash it.
In the video call, Xiao Xin's face was flushed, clearly indicating that he had drunk too much.
He was drowsy and incredibly sleepy, and his already irritable mood was further aggravated by being disturbed. He muttered, "Get lost..."
The sound wasn't loud, but it had a tremendous impact on Fu Yan.
Xiao Xin really disliked him and even told him to get lost...
"Did you hear that? He told you to get lost."
Cheng Ai spoke rudely, but he didn't dare point the camera at himself.
Fu Yan, panting heavily, asked in a low voice, "Where is he now?"
"Who are you to him? What right do you have to tell him what to do?"
Cheng Ai chuckled: "Are you being polite by asking me where my boyfriend is in front of me?"
Cheng Ke whispered to him from the side, "Try to tone it down."
Cheng Ai winked at him: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
Anyway, Fu Yan pretended not to know him, so he pretended too. Although Cheng Ai vaguely felt that something was wrong, he never dared to hold his phone directly in front of his face.
He was still quite afraid that Fu Yan would come after him.
Upon hearing this, Fu Yan immediately deflated.
He clenched his fist at his side. Indeed, what was his relationship with Xiao Xin? What right did he have to care about Xiao Xin?
Xiao Xin didn't like him to begin with, but he was the one who kept clinging to Xiao Xin, so what reason did he have to blame others?
Fu Yan hung up the phone, and suddenly felt a headache coming on.
He found the medicine, took it, and then lay down on Xiao Xin's bed.
Fu Yan lay in bed, taking a deep breath. The air was filled with the fragrance of roses, the scent emanating from Xiao Xin.
Fu Yan gripped the bedsheet tightly, a sudden, sharp pain shooting through his heart...
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