He silently unzipped his pants.
A large amount of cash, various checks and bank cards fell out.
Duan Yuchen:?
What did you do last night? Did you rob a bank?
Why are there so many things suddenly?
Duan Yuchen was very sensitive and knew that he had done something he shouldn't have done.
And it made my husband very angry.
Could this money be from the gentleman?
Duan Yuchen picked up the mobile phone next to him quickly.
Then I looked at yesterday's call records.
There is also a police phone call.
This is bullshit.
Why was he having so much fun yesterday? He seemed to be a little carried away.
Duan Yuchen's brain hasn't reacted yet.
Then I saw a news push on my phone.
It would be fine if the content pushed was something else, but the content pushed was himself.
Duan Yuchen clearly remembered that he didn't drink much last night, so why did he become like this after waking up?
Click on that push.
I found out it was sent by the police station.
The chief of the police station there even held up a small banner that read "Outstanding Contribution to Society."
Duan Yuchen fell even more silent at that moment.
What the hell did he do last night?
Then, trembling, he clicked on the recording of the police station.
I’m not afraid of drinking too much, I’m just afraid that someone will help you recall after you’ve drunk too much.
Duan Yuchen listened to the noisy phone call record from last night.
I have experienced what it means to be socially dead.
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