"Don't go out with Lin Hao in the future," Wen Chen said coldly.
Ji Wei frowned as if he did not hear what Wen Chen said at all. He just waved his hand and said in disdain, "Wen Chen, did you soak yourself in the wine vat? The smell of wine is so strong. It smells bad."
Wen Chen was so angry that his veins were throbbing. He was so drunk that he couldn't tell the direction, yet he still criticized him.
Cheng Wan watched this scene from the staircase and sighed helplessly.
She walked down the stairs and supported Ji Wei. She asked Wen Chen, who was still sober, "You went to discuss a collaboration with someone again tonight? Why did you drink so much?"
Wen Chen pursed his lips and did not speak. He had always been strict with himself. He would never go to those entertainment clubhouses unless there was something serious.
But today, he really felt very depressed. Pain enveloped him, as if it wanted to devour him.
