Zheng Haoyu waved his hand, "Alright, alright, I'm not bullying him. Isn't it because I want to figure out why he's getting drunk?"
Then he turned to Luo Yuming and said, "Speak up. Did your wife cheat on you? Run away with a child? Or did you cheat? Or did you guys' lives not sync well and ended up fighting?"
"Why is everything you say negative, Brother Haoyu? Can't you expect some good for me?" Luo Yuming said, taking another sip.
Zheng Haoyu snorted, "Good? You might as well give up hope for that in this lifetime. Such a good man and you dumped him; you'll be struck by lightning!"
"Haoyu!" Luo Yuqi frowned, his face turning somber.
"Luo Yuqi, dare to do it but not admit it? Ever since we were little, whenever I mentioned him, you always gave me that look, like I owe you 2 million. Give it a rest, will you? He doesn't want you anymore. Haven't you wasted enough years? Do you want to keep going like this? A man who can't pick up or let go. Even my son looks down on you!"
