Complaining

Qin Shuo had originally wanted to ask Hu Xiao why sshe was not happy, but after being stopped by a bunch of random things, he gave up on this idea.

The calm on the surface seemed to suggest that the storm was coming.

"Yin Fufeng, tell me, what's wrong with me? Why does Miss Zhi Lan not like me? Your attitude towards me is getting more and more outrageous! "

The originally calm magistrate court was awoken by Zhao Qiyan's loud voice.

Yin Fufeng supported his good friend who was already drunk and unconscious, while trying to push this person's face that reeked of alcohol to the side.

"Yin Fufeng, are you still my good friend?! Hurry up and tell me, what did I do badly! "

After a long time since he could not hear Yin Fufeng's reply, Zhao Qiyan had become somewhat impatient and continued to shout loudly.