Song Yan didn't know where she got the strength from, but she managed to twist off the bottle cap in one go.
The scent of white peach hit her face, permeating the air.
After drinking two sips, Song Yan gradually began to feel that something was off.
Even though it was white peach flavor, why did she feel more dizzy with each sip?
As the elegant pink bottle's English lettering became blurrier and blurrier, Song Yan suddenly burst into tears.
Anyway, for some reason, she just felt like crying.
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With the last hour before midnight approaching, Jiang Jingnan came out of the bar and went to find Song Yan in her room.
Song Yan had told her before leaving that she was feeling a bit dizzy and would go back to the room to rest for a while, and to definitely wake her up close to dawn, just in case. She even gave Jiang Jingnan one of her room cards.
