Li Beiting discerned the man's tone as unfriendly and fraught with emotion.
Forget it, he was in a good mood today and decided not to fuss over Shen Chi. This guy was probably sleeping in Xu Chaomu's arms, and having his sweet dream interrupted, it was understandable that he would be unhappy.
Usually, Shen Chi was an okay person, just that every time he saw Xu Chaomu, he would lose all his reason, let alone sleep on Xu Chaomu's bed.
Shen Chi's brow furrowed again. Li Beiting had gotten married the night before—shouldn't he be enjoying his married life instead of calling him so early in the morning?
"Speak," Shen Chi said with an indifferent, lowered voice.
Xu Chaomu, resting on his arm, smacked her lips and turned over, wrapping her arms around him.
Shen Chi lowered his voice to avoid waking her up.
"Shen Chi, I got married. Congratulate me first," Beiting said.
"Are you fucking still drunk?" Shen Chi had an expression as if he's been pissed off by a dog.