He had just taken a couple of drags on his cigarette when suddenly, as if he had remembered something, he pulled his phone out of his pocket, unlocked it, and saw a clean screen with no missed calls or even a single text message.
Sheng Shi's gaze turned cold in an instant, and taking advantage of the momentum, he took a fierce drag on his cigarette. Perhaps he had inhaled too hastily or for some other reason, but the smoke suddenly caught in his throat, neither going down nor coming up, causing an intense burning discomfort, prompting him to turn his head and begin coughing violently!
He couldn't express the multitude of feelings in his heart at that moment—loss, sourness, pain, and confusion all at once.
Just now, while playing mahjong over there, he had been winning continuously, and although he wasn't short of money, his mood was still very good.
But when he watched their wives, one after another, calling and texting them, he suddenly felt utterly disinterested.
