Li Mingxun returned to his apartment, collapsed onto the sofa, and closed his eyes.
"Brother Mingxun, why did you drink so much?"
Jiang Xinjie took a towel to wipe Li Mingxun's face, "I'm going to make you some tea for sobering up."
"Xinjie, you went to the bar the day you left the hospital."
Li Mingxun lifted his hand and gripped Jiang Xinjie's arm, opening his eyes to look at her.
"Huh?"
Jiang Xinjie paused, momentarily panicked, but she quickly regained her calm and nodded, "Yes."
She knew that Li Mingxun's tone was so certain because he must have known something. Denying it would only make him more suspicious.
"Why did you lie to me and say you went home?"
Li Mingxun placed emphasis on his words, demonstrating his displeasure.
"I..."
