Mu Qingran was beaten to the ground, clutching her torn nightgown tightly, panic-stricken, "Stop, no... you're my cousin—"
"What cousin?" Huo Zhenxuan slapped her face again with a smack, his breath reeking of alcohol, as he violently spat out saliva.
His head was swimming; he only knew this woman was Huo Zhenyang's ex.
And Huo Zhenyang was the king-like figure he aspired to surpass in his life!
As Mu Qingran sat there dazed from the beating, the scent of alcohol hit her face, her mouth was covered by Huo Zhenxuan, and she was carried to the bed...
——
In the morning, Jiayi, waking up from a hangover, sat on her bed for a long while, tapping her heavy head, before she realized she was in the Huo Family mansion.
Oh right, she drank too much last night, couldn't even walk, and stayed over at Huo Garden.
Ugh, such a poor tolerance for alcohol.
A maid knocked on the door and came in, "Miss Jiayi is awake."
"Where's the young master?" she asked.
