As soon as they left the villa gate, Gu Jiahui asked Sheng Tang, "Did I hit your arm just now?"
"No, it's nothing serious," Sheng Tang replied.
Just a little pain, definitely not a muscle or bone injury.
Gu Jiahui was in a terrible mood.
He hurried to get in the car.
Sheng Tang quickly stopped him, "You've been drinking! Let me drive, you sit in the passenger seat."
At dinner, Gu Jiahui had a little to drink, while Sheng Tang did not. After all, at the entire dinner table, no one urged her to drink.
Gu Jiahui nodded.
He tossed the keys to Sheng Tang.
Sheng Tang got in the car, quickly started it, drove out of the villa area, then slowed down to drive back smoothly.
The car was very quiet.
Gu Jiahui remained silent, exuding a faint scent of alcohol.
Sheng Tang pondered for a long time before asking him, "Why did you argue with your dad? Was it because of me?"
"Yes."
"Your dad doesn't like me," Sheng Tang stated honestly.
