Liu Ping left, but Zhao Chi was scared into a cold sweat; even though it was the height of summer, a slight breeze made him feel a bit cold.
Zhao Chi knew his health was indeed a bit fragile now; he had played too hard today and would have to be more restrained in the future...
So, Zhao Chi hurriedly hailed a taxi to go home. He didn't want to stay here any longer. Although Liu Ping had always been mild-mannered, the look in his eyes that said "I want to stab someone" couldn't be hidden. If Liu Ping changed his mind later and came out with a big cleaver to chop him a few times, he would really be ruined...
After taking a nice hot shower and tidying up the mess at home, he looked at the time, it was already almost one o'clock in the back half of the night. He quickly went to bed, as tomorrow was his first day back at work and he couldn't go with huge dark circles under his eyes, could he?
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