C411 Blame

"It's aunty, right? Luckily, I did not find the wrong place. I just left and many families didn't leave right. I'm so drunk that I can't even tell where my home is. I'm exhausted."

The man who spoke was wearing a white T-shirt, blue and black jeans, and a buzz cut. He looked kind and honest. Zhuang Wenjie had met him once or twice before. He was Chang Ying's colleague.

"Little Wang, I'm sorry