After she was done cursing, she teared up. As she sniffled, Hyson asked, "Sister Xin, are you okay?"
Even in her drunk state, she actually didn't want to cry in front of him and nodded saying, "I'm going to the ladies' room. I'll be right back."
"Okay," he replied and watched her staggering away. She couldn't even walk in a straight line. He sighed to himself and picked up the script she offered him to pass the time.
"Your manager is hurt."
Hyson looked up and met those emerald green eyes again that made him hold his breath for some bizarre reason. The person before him didn't have a smirk but looked serious, extending those long fingers, that person tapped on the counter where Li Xinxin had placed her elbows earlier.
Only then did, Hyson notices that stain of blood. His eyes widened and he looked toward the corner where Li Xinxin went.
"I didn't even notice," he said in a small voice.
