Seeing it was Zhuang Xuejun calling, he hesitated for a moment. Could it be because of Xia Weibao?
Thinking about it, she pressed the answer key.
"Hey, Xuejun, what's up?"
Zhuang Xuejun frowned, "Have you been drinking?"
His speech was slurred, clearly he was quite drunk.
Han Luoqi rubbed his temples, "Yeah, I had a bit to drink."
Zhuang Xuejun's frown deepened, more than just a bit.
"Where are you?"
"Gold Night Bar."
"Bar? Where's your agent!"
Crazy, a public figure going to a bar and getting drunk out of control!
"I don't know." Han Luoqi slumped on the sofa, staring blankly at the ceiling, "Probably dead..."
Zhuang Xuejun, "..."
Suddenly, she felt sorry for Xiao Zhou, stuck with an unruly artist, and even cursed to die now and then.
Her own Baby was better, apart from being constantly bashed online and a total game noob, he barely had any flaws!
"Which room are you in?"
Han Luoqi gave the room number.
