Su Fanxing received the message when she was so drunk she had lost consciousness.
It was Lin Tianyu who helped answer the phone.
"Who?"
Angie's breath hitched, "Brother-in-law? Where's my sister?"
"Here, she's drunk," Lin Tianyu squeezed out the words through clenched teeth.
He had absolutely not expected that Su Fanxing would secretly swap her drink for one with higher alcohol content.
Angie let out a sound of ah, as if she could not imagine a drunk Su Fanxing, so she quickly finished her words for him to relay, and ambiguously left a message, "Brother-in-law, then I won't disturb you guys, good night."
Lin Tianyu's expression paused for a moment as he looked down at the flushed-faced Su Fanxing.
He placed the phone on the cabinet.
He had intended to stay, but when he heard Su Fanxing murmuring something, he leaned closer to listen, "Lin Tianyu, you bastard!"
