Li Jingxiao sighed gloomily and asked, "Shiya, are you free? Can you come out and have a chat with me?"
Liu Shiyu teased over the phone, "Brother, what's wrong? Did you argue with your wife?"
"Let's talk in person. Same bar as last time." Li Jingxiao hung up the phone, let out a breath, and returned to his room.
Lin Luo was lying in bed, saw him changing clothes to leave, and unhappily asked, "It's already late, where are you going?"
"Some friends asked me out for a few drinks. You go to sleep first," Li Jingxiao took his phone off the bedside table and told her.
Lin Luo's face darkened instantly, "I just had a miscarriage, and you still feel like going out to drink? Don't you know to stay with me?"
Li Jingxiao said carelessly, "It's already late, just sleep, what is there to accompany? If there's anything, ask my mom." After speaking, he quickly left.
Lin Luo, seeing his lack of care for herself, angrily threw a pillow next to him on the floor and cursed, "Bastard, dead man!"