Yu Xiaoman smiled bitterly and nodded, "Sister, you still have good taste. Who do you think Wang Meng is?"
"I ran out and became a bastard and threw the stuff to that little fox Li Dan!"
"If that little fox is more courageous and seduces Dongzi with the power of wine, who do you think Wang Meng is worthy of?"
"Damn it! I was blind back then, so why did I fall in love with him?"
Sophie comforted, "Sister Xiaoman, don't think too much, maybe everything is a misunderstanding?"
"Then don't we have wronged Mengzi?"
As she said this, she smiled helplessly.
Misunderstand?
Even she didn't believe it when she said it.
But looking at the way Yu Xiaoman nodded crazily, he seemed to really believe it.
...
The next day.
Zhao Dong habitually gets up early.
With a splitting headache, he pressed his temples and looked around. When he saw that he was sleeping in his own bedroom, he felt relieved and fell back on the bed.
Staring at the somewhat dilapidated ceiling, fragmented memories gradually came back to my mind.
I drank a lot last night. Before I lay down, I seemed to have asked Wang Meng to send me back, and I had no memory of him anymore.
Suddenly, the phone rang.
When Zhao Dong saw that it was Wang Meng, he answered the call, "What's the matter?"
His voice was a little hoarse, and even he was shocked when he spoke.
Wang Meng said hurriedly on the other end of the phone, "Brother, you must save me this time!"
Zhao Dong was completely sleepless and sat up suddenly, "What's going on? What trouble are you in?"
Wang Meng couldn't say anything, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "I drank too much last night, so I didn't get up. I spent the night outside..."
Zhao Dong's hair stood on end, "You drank too much and spent the night outside? Then how did I come back?"
Wang Meng was a little embarrassed and said: "I asked Li Dan to send you back..."
Zhao Dong was stunned for a long time, and then cursed: "Wang Meng, I fucking hate your uncle, are you capable of doing things like this?"
"I'm drunk, how dare you throw me to a woman?"
As he said this, he realized, "Are you drunk? Have you gone to find that mistress?"
Wang Meng didn't dare to answer the question and apologized hastily, "Brother, I was wrong! My fault is all my fault. You can deal with me in any way you want!"
"Today, you have to help me pass this test!"
Zhao Dong put on his shoes and said, "If you pass the test, how the hell can I help you?"
"How many times have I reminded you not to play with fire? Now that you've grown up, will you think of me now?"
"Go away, there is no need to discuss this matter, I will not help you lie to Xiaoman!"
Wang Meng begged, "Brother, you can't just die without saving me!"
Zhao Dong was silent for a long time.
Wang Meng didn't dare to hang up.
Zhao Dong lit a cigarette, collected his thoughts, and then said: "Stop talking nonsense, if you have something to say, you have to fart!"
Wang Meng had already thought of the wording, "In this way, when Yu Xiaoman calls you later, you will say that you drank too much last night and that Dazhi and I sent you back."
"I just told Dazhi that after the two of us sent you back last night, we went out for a drink and slept at his place that night."
"Dazhi lives alone. As long as he bites him to death, it will be a death without any evidence!"