It wasn't long before Yu Weiwei, who had promised not to drink too much, got drunk again.
She started lying on the table quietly looking at her glass without making a sound.
The brilliant lights shone on the transparent glass, refracting the liquor into a spectrum of colorful glows.
She just lay there in silence, not speaking.
The noisy music filled her ears, and from time to time, good-looking guys would come over and bring them snacks.
After lying there for a while, Yu Weiwei continued to drink, refilling her glass as soon as she finished one.
Following the long silence, Yu Weiwei sat up, holding her head and started to talk to Xu Chaomu.
"Chaomu, do you think that handsome guy is good-looking?" Yu Weiwei pointed at a man in the dance floor.
Xu Chaomu followed her gesture and saw a man wearing a tank top, well-built and tall.
However, having seen Shen Chi so often, she thought no other men were handsome.
Xu Chaomu propped her cheek and smiled, "He's okay."
