Someone had clearly set a trap. If he had drunk too much earlier, he would have been the one pushed into the room. Wen Yanqing's body seemed to be getting more and more restless. He turned around and left.
The waiter was a little confused. The person who paid clearly said that the two of them would enter after opening the room. Why was one of them leaving now?
He had already left. What about the room card in his hand? Who should he give it to?
He was still hesitating when the door opened. The foreign lady who stumbled out seemed like she was about to fall. He subconsciously went forward to support her. In the end, the other party hugged him and refused to let go.
The door was closed again; the corridor empty.
At Mingqing Mansion.
Lin Gantang had just finished her meal at Yin Zhen's place. Yin Zhen disdainfully poked at the rice that had been delivered. "Don't you know how to cook? Can't you just make dinner since we're friends?" she asked.
