Qie Wang laughed at himself.
"That was the first time that I discovered that I was different from you. Unlike you, I have a heart."
Qie Yiyan looked at Qie Wang apologetically. His father seemed to be a different person.
An insignificant woman like Li Zhiwei died in front of him. Why did he become so terrible and unreasonable?
"No, I do have a heart. The biggest difference between me and you is that I have a brain while you don't. Qie Wang, if you are drunk, Yiyan will help you go home to sober up. If not, then I don't think I can afford for you to be my friend."
Qie Wang smashed a ceramic teacup on the floor in a fit of rage, causing the ceramic pieces to splatter all over.
Li Qingcang was worried that the ceramic pieces would splash on Ye Tianxin's body, so he subconsciously used his body to block them.
