Someone knocked on the door. Zhao Xi looked at Gu Beiye from the peephole and opened the door. "You only brought it here now?"
"No? Then I will throw it away. "
"You are sick and need to be treated. " Did she say she didn't want it anymore? She was going to get a divorce. If she said one word, he would choke her to death.
He pushed the box forward and Zhao Xi took it. "You can leave now. "
"Where to?"
"I don't care where you go, Zhao Xi said. Let's go. "
"I live here. " He pointed at the room opposite him.
Zhao Xi was speechless. "You are staying in a hotel too. "
"Yes! He was homeless, so he stayed in a hotel. "
She snorted coldly. "So many ugly people cause trouble. " He had plenty of places to go when he was homeless. His Miss Bai had bought his old house and was waiting for him to throw it into her arms.
"Hello. " He frowned. "You drank. "