Wen Dagang slammed on the brakes, startling the passengers in the backseat into an outcry. Wen Dagang quickly turned around to apologize, then said into his phone, "Qingyou, what do you mean by that? Didn't you leave early last night? The two of us drank till midnight before going home!"
"Damn it, don't dawdle. Give me his number. I have to find him today. Hell, he dares to hit me! If I don't strip him to the bone, I might as well change my surname!" Meng Qingyou furiously slammed his hand on the table.
Wen Dagang panicked; he had drunk too much last night and had no idea what happened. It was his wife who told him this morning that Li Yifei had hailed a cab for him last night and even reminded him to pay Li Yifei back for dinner. "You invited him for dinner, how could you let someone else pay?"
