"Come in! The door's not locked!!" Zhang Yang frowned slightly at the sound and felt a thump in his heart.
Soon, he saw the door handle turn, and Lin Nianwei walked in with a sullen face.
"We're at the office, what are you yelling for?" Zhang Yang glanced at Wei casually.
"Where were you fooling around last night? Why couldn't I reach you on the phone? Did you forget what day it was yesterday?" With just two sentences, Wei's beautiful eyes were misty, the kind of pitiful expression as if the tears would follow with just a few more words.
"What day was it?" Zhang Yang was still a bit foggy from a hangover last night and couldn't immediately react.
"You... jerk!!" Wei cursed and turned to leave.
With a bang, Wei slammed the door and left. Zhang Yang scratched his head and quickly plugged in his phone to charge it, then checked it after turning it on.
