In the past, Si Fuqing had put him in an awkward position during the second round of class assignments. Today, during the performance, he intended to return the favor and make her lose face in front of her fans.
Muye's eyes were icy, his fingers slowly curling into fists.
He was absolutely determined not to make life easy for Si Fuqing!
**
Meanwhile, in the city center, Dark Night Club.
Yu Yao was sprawled on a sofa, surrounded by more than a dozen empty liquor bottles. Unopened beers still lay on the table.
"What's gotten into you these last couple of days?" Pei Mengzhi chuckled. "You come from a family that prohibits alcohol, and look at you—you've gone through over a dozen bottles since yesterday. What's bothering you?"
Yu Yao loosened his tie and answered indifferently, "It's nothing."
Before Pei Mengzhi could say anything more, the door burst open with a bang.
