fu linchen was completely caught off guard.
with the pungent smell of alcohol, a disheveled woman crashed into his arms.
he frowned. " who are you? " get lost!"
he had seen too many women throwing themselves into his arms because of his noble family background and handsome appearance.
the woman in his arms still had a childish look on her face. one look and one could tell that she was very young.
a girl of this age, instead of studying hard, gets drunk in a bar ...
fu linchen's face was filled with disgust. " get up! get lost immediately! don't make me say it a third time!"
mu weiwei had too much to drink. her head was heavy and dizzy. she could see the man's lips opening and closing with her blurred vision, but she could not hear what he was saying.
"brother hilow, you ... what did you say? you ... are you talking to me?"
she looked overwhelmed by the favor.
not only did she not " get lost ", but she also moved closer to the man.