The bar was chaotic. Gao Yang did not stop mu Zichen from drinking glass after glass.
People could only see their own feelings clearly after experiencing real pain.
Clearly, mu Zichen was not in enough pain.
He suddenly thought of his brother and Xia Ning. There were probably very few people in this world who were in love like them.
It was just like how he and Meng xinni were vulnerable, perhaps because they had too little experience.
After some time, Gao Yang saw that mu Zichen was almost done drinking, so he helped him leave.
On the other hand, when Qiao Yu came back, the lights in the living room were still on, but she was nowhere to be seen. He turned off the lights and went upstairs.
The bedside lamp in the bedroom was still on. It was obvious that she had left it for him.
Qiao Yu walked in and looked at the woman who was sleeping on the bed. He couldn't hide the gentleness in his eyes. He walked over and put her down.
