Wiping the tears from her face, she helped him up and hailed a taxi on the roadside.
She sent him back to the West Mountain Villa. Xiao Moli, completely relying on her. Once back in the bedroom, An Ziqi flung him onto the bed.
Despite being drunk, Xiao Moli didn't forget to pull her towards him. He rolled over, pressing her under him, speaking without any consciousness.
"An'an, you're my woman, you're mine..."
He had spent most of his nights guarding outside the Ye family's old mansion, neglecting sleep. Furthermore, he drank too much. Seeing An Ziqi return with him, he fell asleep immediately.
An Ziqi struggled to push him off, went to the bathroom to get a towel, and wiped his face with it.
Looking at the drunk man on the bed, this bastard, big bastard, always doing this, taking advantage of her concern for him to bully her.
She clenched her teeth, picked up a pillow from the side, and flung it at his face, then turned and walked outside.
