Water droplets slid down the tips of his hair as Pei Cheng wiped his face, muttering incessantly, "Acting like a mute, not even knowing how to speak up when she's bullied? What's the point of having a boyfriend? Just to use as a decoration?"
The more he muttered, the angrier Pei Cheng seemed to grow.
With a harsh flick, he turned off the shower head, grabbed a bath towel to dry his body, and walked over to the laundry basket. Picking up his phone from the slot on the shelf, Pei Cheng dialed a number.
Chapter 28