As Pei Zheng walked out of the study, he ran into Pei Qian, who was returning in the middle of the night, looking rather carefree.
The smell of alcohol and women's perfume mixed on him, and his face was slightly flushed. It was clear how leisurely and carefree he had been tonight.
"Big brother."
Pei Qian burped and quickly straightened his demeanor.
He knew his big brother didn't like him being so dissolute, but he couldn't refuse a friend's invitation. He wouldn't have much time to be carefree soon, as his engagement was coming up.
"Good-for-nothing!"
Pei Zheng repressed the anger boiling within him and kicked forward as he looked at him.
The kick landed on Pei Qian's knee, and he cried out in pain, falling to his knees, clutching his knee and saying aggrievedly, "Big brother, I didn't stay out all night. I just met up with some good friends."
