"Damn it, I'm drinking with you out of kindness, and you're making money off me? I'll strangle you!"
In the car, Su Qing had his hands around Wang Xing's neck, shaking him fiercely, wishing he could strangle this guy.
After all, he drank until he threw up yesterday just to help this guy cheer up, to untangle his emotional knots.
Yet what happened? This guy ended up perfectly fine, even made 800 bucks, while Su Qing was left cleanly taken advantage of.
"Cough cough... Qingzi, control yourself!" Wang Xing rolled his eyes and stuck out his tongue, pleading.
Although Wang Xing still didn't look well, he had recovered quite a bit. Unlike yesterday, where he was a complete wreck; that drinking session did help to some extent.
"Control? Control what, damn it? Tell me, what happened yesterday?" Su Qing shouted.
Wang Xing quickly escaped Su Qing's deadly grip, then replied pitifully, "I wasn't asking for money, she just threw it at me!"
