"I'm injured." Long Yubei set his laptop aside, "Didn't you see I'm lying in bed resting?"
"Isn't your heart always getting hurt?" Liang He sat on the edge of the bed, adjusting his coat, "What's so strange about that? But have you and your sister-in-law made up?"
"I wish it were so."
"Tsk tsk tsk, my poor baby." Liang He shook his head, "Looks like you're shamelessly clinging to my sister-in-law, aren't you?"
"He attempted suicide, look at his left wrist."
Liang He, shocked, hurried to check Long Yubei's wrist, and for a moment was completely dumbfounded.
He grasped Long Yubei's face, "F*ck, have you lost your mind?!"
"I've been a bit depressed lately."
"No, I need to call Cong Mo."
"You're going to broadcast it with a loudspeaker again?"
Liang He stood up and took out his phone, starting to dial as he spoke, "He won't blabber, I must let him also know that there's an idiot in our trio."
Long Yubei: "..."
After making the call, Liang He suddenly burst into wild laughter.
