After washing her face and drinking some water, Xue Feifei finally sobered up a bit. The first thing she sprawled out on the sofa in the resting room and said was, "Damn that Qin Zhimei."
Actually, when she had downed the drink just earlier, she nearly couldn't hold herself together. With her tolerance and capacity for alcohol, not collapsing on the spot or going crazy right then and there was already more than decent. Xue Feifei's next words were, "I want to sleep."
After saying that, she almost instantly fell asleep; her eyes closed immediately, and her gentle breathing could be heard.
Lu Weixi noticed the crescent-shaped fingernail marks in the palm of Xue Feifei's hand, all self-inflicted from her forceful digging.