Yang Haitao could only hear the toot sound. He was so drunk that he let go of the phone and it fell to the ground.
He staggered up to the second floor and fell onto the bed. He didn't even cover himself with the blanket and fell into a deep sleep.
It was so cold. If he didn't take off his clothes or cover himself with a blanket and just slept like that for a night, he was afraid that something might happen to him.
Song ran followed her sister upstairs and said carefully, " "Yang Haitao?"
"So what if I am?" song Xuan glared at her.
"He drank? Still at the office? Do you want to go see him?"
Song Xuan pushed her head and said,"am I your sister or is he your brother?" It's snowing heavily and you're asking me to visit him? Are you crazy? Hurry up and wash up."
