"Mr. Wang, where are you going now?"
Outside the bar, Zhou Qi caught up with Wang Yu and asked.
"Going home to sleep!"
Wang Yu replied without thinking, but after he finished, he was shocked.
Fuck! How did I accidentally blurt out the truth? What if Zhou Qi starts asking questions—how the hell would I explain? Now, I can only hope that Zhou Qi won't ask, or that she didn't hear clearly why I was leaving when she was in the private room. Ah, what a screw-up!
Ideals are plump, but reality is skinny. Wang Yu's fond hope was ultimately going to burst.
"Going home to sleep? Didn't you just say you were going to deal with some issues?"
Zhou Qi stared blankly at Wang Yu and asked, then her expression shifted to one of sudden realization as she pointed at Wang Yu with a slender finger like a green onion, and said, "Oh~, I get it now. You were lying to him, right?"