Chapter 105 Why Not Answer the Phone?

Tristan's furious appearance made Linch involuntarily shrink his neck. Quercia raised her neck proudly like a swan in the daylight, but she was so drunk she could barely speak clearly, "Why... why should I answer your call?" "Why?" Tristan walked up to Quercia, grabbed her wrist, and said, "No reason! Not answering the phone late at night, nowhere to be seen, what on earth do you want to do?" Quercia frowned and shook off Tristan's hand, "You hurt me! Tristan, who are you to me? I have to answer when you call, do you really think you're my fiance? There's nothing between us but..." "Shut up!" Tristan shouted, "Quercia, sober up!" "I'm sober? Of course, I'm sober! I'm too sober! Tristan!" Quercia grabbed her bag and threw it at Tristan. Tristan effortlessly caught Quercia's arm and lifted her onto his shoulder with a gentle force. "Tristan, what are you doing? Put me down!" Quercia la