"Pfft—"
In a private room of a star hotel in Zhonghai, Chen Di, who had dragged Lin Fei here to drink and get close, spat out his drink, "Sis, brother-in-law, you, you're already married?!"
Chen Di couldn't be blamed; the spew of alcohol had ruined several dishes on the table. It was Lin Fei's honest admission of his marital status that dealt Chen Di a heavy blow to the heart.
"I remember telling you that I sympathized and temporarily took on the role of your sister's boyfriend," Lin Fei said, eying the ruined dishes with some distress. He wasn't upset about the money; Lin Fei was just really hungry.
"Brother-in-law, if you don't want to spend the second half of your life in a hospital bed, I advise you to leave Zhonghai as soon as possible. No, better to flee the country, the farther the better, and never return to Zhonghai in your lifetime."
