Auntie Tong stood beside the sofa, looking at the master of the house returning with a stormy expression, obviously irked. She quickly tugged at Yan Luoxi, "Madam, the master has come down."
Yan Luoxi hung her head, clearly heavily drunk.
"So he has come down, what, am I supposed to kneel and greet him?" she slumped onto the sofa and began muttering as she fumbled with a pillow, "Auntie Tong, could you let Meimei in? I'm sleeping with it tonight, not with that heartless, stinky man."
"Who are you calling a stinky man?"
A sullen male voice reached her ears, almost gritted with chagrin.
Good!
Very good!
Extremely good!
Yan Luoxi lifted her eyelids slightly, and the morose face about to drip with gloominess that filled her vision made her jump. She instinctively jerked her head back, her voice soft and weak, "Why are you standing so close, is your face big or something?"
Li Yeqi would strangle this heartless woman.
