She really doesn't like herself!
Lu Beiyao, who has lived such a long life, feels frustrated for the first time, to the point where it's beyond words! He tugged at his tie, exhaled, pulled out his phone, and said, "Beichen, interested in drinking to oblivion tonight?"
When Lu Beichen came to pick him up, he couldn't help but notice how disheveled he looked. "The only reason I came is because you once got drunk with me."
"I'm not trying to drown my sorrows," Lu Beiyao replied calmly. "I just feel like we brothers haven't caught up in ages."
"We... don't seem to have any history."
Lu Beiyao looked at him, remained silent, and felt even more congested inside.
"What kind of person do you think I am?" Lu Beiyao suddenly asked.
Both brothers were generally people of few words, so this sudden question made Lu Beichen frown and glance at him with disdain. "Cold outside, warm inside, seemingly casual but actually domineering."
Concise!
