Mo Shixiu froze.
He looked at Jiang Luoli in shock. "Miss Jiang, you…"
"I believe you, Mr. Mo." Jiang Luoli swirled the wine in her glass and smiled at him flirtatiously. "If I'm drunk, can you send me home? Anyway, you sent me home once before, so you know where I live."
Mo Shixiu looked at the smiling girl opposite him and tightened his grip on the wine glass. For a few seconds, his heartbeat accelerated.
Was he a gentleman in her eyes?
Did she think that she would be safe with him?
Did she ever think that he might not be a gentleman?
If he was a gentleman, he wouldn't have touched her that night.
Although he was forced by the circumstances, only he knew clearly that he had completely lost his rationality back then and let himself go.
He'd thought about it after that night.
If the woman he met that night wasn't her, what would he do?
