Thinking about it this way, he really isn't as good as him...
Yu Jinghan thought about this, then lowered his head again, picked up his glass and drank it all in one go.
Ten o'clock at night.
Yu Jinghan staggered out of the bar and drove back home.
He parked the car and swayed his way home.
The living room was still brightly lit, and as soon as he entered, he saw Mother Yu sitting on the sofa, waiting for him with a displeased expression.
Yu Jinghan had already anticipated this, so he wasn't surprised. He merely smiled and greeted her, then headed upstairs.
Unfortunately, just as he turned around, Mother Yu slammed the tea cup onto the coffee table and stood up: "So late, where have you been? I called you and you didn't answer?"
Yu Jinghan halted his steps, turned back, and said with a smile: "I didn't see it."
