Regardless of whether they were in love; if the husband was entangled with another woman… and that other woman was an old flame which he had loved deeply, it would be a great offense.
Fang Jiayin let go of Yan Rusheng and told Ming Ansheng, "Be careful, he's completely drunk."
Her tone was overwhelmed with concern and love.
Ming Ansheng gave a brief smile in response. Just like the rest of the friends, he was hostile towards Fang Jiayin because of what she did to Yan Rusheng.
So he didn't intend to talk to her.
He supported Yan Rusheng as they walked towards the roadside.
Fang Jiayin watched as Yan Rusheng left, and her sparkling black eyes began glistening with tears once more.
'This nickname is exclusive to her, you're not allowed to call me that.'
'Ah Sheng, can I call you Ah Sheng like how Xuxu does?'
'Okay.'
