Ye Shaoguang looked at Ji Mianmian's reddened eyes and wet hair. Her body reeked of alcohol and her face was filled with pure anxiety. She looked miserable, just like a lost kid.
Ye Shaoguang frowned. "You made yourself into such a mess within that short period of time? Where's all that gutsiness you had when you faced me?"
Ji Mianmian held in her tears. She was afraid to cry because she was worried that she would crumble once she started crying.
She grasped Ye Shaoguang's hands and said feebly, "I couldn't find her. What should I do now?"
She could barely hear what Ye Shaoguang was saying. However, at a time where she really needed help but was so helpless that she did not know what to do, Ye Shaoguang appeared.
