As the alcohol settled in, one cup after another.
As a result, some words gradually became easier to say.
"Why do you like me? I'm so ugly."
"I don't like you."
"Really?" Had she been deluding herself? "Then why would you give up everything for me?"
Wasn't it that woman called Hongchou who had said that?
Thinking about it, it was probably true.
Ye Qingying poured another glass of drink into his stomach.
This was already the third bottle, this time a white wine with a slightly higher alcohol content, over twenty degrees.
For Ye Qingying, who was not used to drinking, after two glasses, he started feeling a bit tipsy.
He lowered his head, looking at the empty glass in his hand, his gaze still somewhat vacant.
"You are the first person who came into my life."
"What about Yu Linglong?"
"She doesn't count."
"Okay, so you just see me as a family member?"
Ye Qingying still shook his head, "I don't know."
