Cen Guanxi watched his sister's back, fuming with anger, and thought to himself: What kind of image do you have? You would sneak peeks of boys bathing in elementary school, freely roam the boys' restrooms in middle school, and now as an adult, you frequent nightclubs, enticing all kinds of handsome men, only to flippantly slip away when they're all worked up.
Qin Mengmeng walked over to Li Fei, wearing an apologetic smile on her face: "Don't be mad, okay? My brother forgot to take his meds today."
"I can see that. Make sure to remind him to take more in the future."
"Okay, are you really not mad anymore?"
Li Fei chuckled, "I was never mad to begin with. You know me, I'm broad-minded and don't make a fuss with... patients."
"Who are you calling a patient?" Cen Guanxi walked over with a grim face.
At this moment, his mood was as gloomy as the distant clouds because his mind was preoccupied with one thing: Li Fei and Man Yu went to a hotel.
