Xie Wanwan was drunk.
So drunk she could not tell east from west, totally oblivious.
She kept on mumbling, refusing to let go of his hand as she created a fuss.
Tang Yuanchu felt so powerless against her drunken state.
She had asked to treat him to a drink. In the end, he did not even take a sip, but she drank herself silly. He was also the one who had to foot the bill.
Not only that, he had to help her to the car and then send her back to the hotel…
Tang Yuanchu could not understand why he agreed to go drinking with her.
What exactly did he want from her?
…
What exactly did he want!?
In the dark night, inside the dim nightclub, his surging desire for her felt like a sharp knife that tore open his body.
His heart trembled and his back was covered with cold sweat.
It's desire.
He now understood.
…
"You want to leave now? Let's drink some more! It's still early."
