On the first day Nangong Lengyu arrived in China, her mood was terrible. She felt that she was really unlucky. How could she meet Huo Ci twice a day?
After Huo Ci went out, he went to the bar again. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
In the latter half of the night, he drove back to Yan Yuanfei's house, ready to punish that pretty boy and vent his anger.
The room was quiet and dark.
Under the moonlight shining through the window, Huo Ci finally found the door. He kicked it out with hatred in his eyes…
However, he had drunk too much and his body was not listening to him. Not only did he not manage to touch the door, but he nearly fell. He reached out and pushed the door open.
The second bedroom was not very big, but the bed was not small. The pretty boy was lying on the bed and sleeping. His entire body was spread out, but his face was turned sideways, facing him.