She recalled the cold-shoulder she had endured for several days in order to obtain his signature. She recalled that day on the airplane, when she had chosen to get herself drunk and asleep so that she could avoid spending more than ten hours with him on the airplane. She then recalled that she had never seen him once during her time in Hai Cheng, yet he used his birthday as an excuse to show and had actually gotten drunk to this extent. And he actually needed her to send him home.
Feng Ling lifted her feet and kicked his leg as though to vent her frustration.
Due to her abrupt blow, the man furrowed his brows innocently. He could not stand properly and stumbled forward onto her again, holding her down against the door. His tall and broad-shouldered finger was bent down and as he rested his head on her shoulder, he did not move again.
Feng Ling: "…"
Although Li Nanheng was shameless, he probably was not shameless to this degree.
