In the private room.
Yin Qin was drunk beyond coherence.
Left with no choice, Li Wenjun calls Ji Baixin.
"Wenjun."
"Baixin, I'm having dinner with Yin Qin, and he's drunk."
"Why are you eating with Yin Qin? Did he contact you?" Ji Baixin's tone was not quite friendly.
"No, I invited him."
"You invited him?"
"To thank him, appreciating his magnanimity."
"Even without his magnanimity, we could still get by." Ji Baixin candidly said.
Li Wenjun laughed, "Regardless, we are now rightful."
"Hmm." A faint laugh came through from the other end of the line.
"Could you come over? I really can't get Yin Qin to move, and I had a little bit to drink myself, so I didn't drive."
"Okay. I will come to pick you up right away."
Li Wenjun hung up the call.
He turned his head to look at the drunken Yin Qin.
Watching him slump over the table, murmuring, "Xiaolang, call Luo Xiaolang to come over..."
Who is Luo Xiaolang?
The one holding Yin Qin's heart?
The girl he's rumored to be with?!
