As the door of the private room was slammed open, Shen Qiang, who had just picked up his wine glass, immediately heard a voice that sounded like it belonged to a man in his twenties: "Yo, Tang Meng, I thought you found some amazing boyfriend, daring not to take my calls, but turns out it's just a bunch of trash."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qiang's good mood instantly vanished.
"Hu Yongqiang, what exactly do you want?" Tang Meng was anxious.
Shen Qiang glanced at Li Wei, after all, Tang Meng was his girlfriend, so at this moment, Li Wei's face was also particularly unpleasant, but he smiled and said, "Come on, let's finish this drink."
After all, the glass was already raised, so Shen Qiang couldn't say anything.
He could only drink.
A glass of wine, not yet swallowed down.
