Huo Zhenxuan was taken aback—it was Jiayi!
Tonight his place was quite lively, one visitor after another!
Then, with an evil smile, he set down his knife and fork, "Huh, what brings you here? Is big brother not back yet, feeling lonely? What do you want with me?"
Jiayi ignored his sleazy talk. If it wasn't for the pleasure of watching the infighting spectacle between him and Mu Qingran, she truly wouldn't bother saving him.
She stepped forward a few paces and scanned the late-night snacks on the coffee table.
"What's up, beauty, want to drink with me? My tolerance is not worse than big brother's!" Huo Zhenxuan raised his glass, making a toasting gesture in mid-air.
Of course, you're just a drunkard who wastes his life away in drunken stupor!
Jiayi scoffed disdainfully, too lazy to entertain him, and began scrutinizing the snacks.
Red wine...
Right, the red wine, it must have been spiked with Merloton.
She picked up the red wine and sniffed it, her gaze intensifying.
