Ye Qingcheng finally stopped drinking, with a hazy gaze she looked at Ren Feifan as he gave a deep nod.
"Mm!"
She was curious as to what kind of secrets Ren Feifan would exchange with her.
From the moment she met him, she felt that this guy was very mysterious, hence she had always been immensely curious about him.
The mention of some secrets, made her sobriety come back up a bit.
Ren Feifan raised the bottle he had snatched from Ye Qingcheng's hand high, gulping down a mouthful. As the alcohol flowed down his throat into his body, he could feel the coolness of the alcohol. He didn't know why, but his heart felt a bit uncomfortable.
"Actually, you were mistaken from the start. Not only you were born into a big family, but also me. The only difference between us is that I had it much worse than you."
Ren Feifan's voice was a bit cold, but it was filled more with helplessness. That incident from three years ago was something he detested to recall.
