"Fine, don't get discouraged. He's just taking a bath. Wait until he's done. Keep up the effort. Remember, don't lose again." Wang Xinying hurried to comfort Yang Xiaoya, giving her a vent.
"He came back in the middle of the night with a flush on his face. It looks like he did nothing good last night," Yang Xiaoya said angrily.
"By the way, didn't you destroy all his clothes? So where did he get them from? He dares to run out, but isn't afraid of being seen by others. Wang Xinying said with some confusion. "He has no money on him. Even if he goes out, he can fool around anywhere."
"Yes! I took all his clothes, and the money was confiscated. With no money and no clothes, how can he go out and come back so late with lipstick on his face? You tell me, could he have gone out to be a gigolo?" Yang Xiaoya thought about it and then blinked.
"To become a gigolo, if you think about it, he hasn't sunk to that level," Wang Xinying said, voicing disbelief.
