Upon arriving at the club and mentioning Mo Weiyi's name, Su Wenwen felt a sense of relief when she heard private room and not the main hall.
Thank goodness, she hasn't completely lost her mind.
However, as soon as she pushed open the door and entered the private room, she was hit by a strong smell of alcohol accompanied by blaring electronic music.
As for Mo Weiyi, she was slouched on the sofa, still nursing a bottle of red wine….
Su Wenwen, with a slight frown, rushed over, snatching the bottle from her hand, "Stop drinking!"
The table was littered with open wine bottles, some were half-empty, some only had a sip taken, every single one of them expensive, top-of-the-line.
What a complete waste!
Su Wenwen, out of habit, started to feel a pinch in her heart.
"Wenwen, you're here…*hic*…" Mo Weiyi giggled like a drunk, quickly grabbing another bottle, "Have a drink…drink with me…"
"You're drunk!"
