The journey that usually took her merely fifteen minutes stretched into nearly forty.
Having finally returned to the door, she wavered, uncertain whether to call for someone to let her in or to climb the wall herself.
As she deliberated, her mind grew muddled under the influence of alcohol.
Unaware that a familiar sports car slowly approached her.
Suddenly a blinding light savagely intruded upon her senses, almost pricking Yuanya's tear ducts.
The car halted beside her.
The driver, trembling with fear, assisted the young master out of the car, before quickly parking it in the garage and hurriedly leaving.
Lan Xiu, although heavily impaired by alcohol, found himself sobering up somewhat due to the chilling night wind.
He realized what Murong Wei had tried to do back in the lounge.
Before he could feel anger, he spotted a familiar silhouette not far away.
