Whether it was extreme tiredness, Fan Tiffany's lips became lax, causing her to drool on the shirt of Jiu Wei. Eyes closed, the groom was startled from his slumber when something wet was coming from his shoulder and all the way to the right side of his chest.
"Are they still sleeping? We are about to pull into Miss Sun's house!"
The driver turned to the woman at the front seat. He saw she had been awake all through the drive to the mansion of his boss.
"I understand if Tiffany is asleep, but why would he join her to sleep?! He was not at the bachelorette or anything of that nature! So what excuse does he have in falling asleep?!"
The friend of the bride was furious that a sham of a husband had the gut to enjoy the luxury of a nap.
