"How could it be intentional, are we still going to sing? Dabao just texted us, asking if we're going."
"No, let them have fun. I'm really not in the mood right now. If I go with a cold face, I'm afraid everyone won't enjoy themselves. If you want to go, I'll drop you at the door."
Zeyan grew more irritated the more he thought about it.
This guy came to provoke him a few days ago, and now he pulls this stunt.
Just you wait, I'll settle this account with you sooner or later.
"Then I won't go either, I'll call him."
"Tell them we'll settle the bill later, let them enjoy themselves." Zeyan, scared out of his wits, truly had lost interest in singing and having fun.
Remembering he'd booked a room for Jiang Chengsi made him even more exasperated.
This guy not only tormented him mentally but also made him bear an unnecessary expense.
