"I think women are really hard to please," Ye Qilan said, feeling innocent as he complained.
Qiao Qiao wanted to enlighten Ye Qilan but seeing his macho attitude, she decided not to waste her breath.
Before long, Du Qingyu texted again.
This time, Ye Qilan deleted the message without even looking, feeling tense at the mere sight of Du Qingyu's name.
Moreover, it was because of Du Qingyu that Su Hongxing was giving him the cold shoulder.
At nine-thirty in the evening, Ye Qilan was pondering how to win Su Hongxing's heart back, when his phone rang with an unfamiliar call.
He pressed the answer button and heard a strange man's voice: "Mr. Ye? This is the bar; Miss Du is drunk and keeps calling your name. Could you please come and take her home?"
Ye Qilan cursed, thinking it was nonsense, and hung up the phone.
Turning around, he saw Su Hongxing standing silently behind him, glaring coldly.
Ye Qilan felt momentarily caught in the act: "Honey, I..."
