Midnight, Yan Luoxi coughed herself awake, opened her eyes, and saw Tian Lingyun sprawling and fast asleep on the carpet a few meters from her. She rubbed her forehead and sat up.
Looking at the several empty bottles on the coffee table, she seemed somewhat bewildered.
Images of Fu Youran hugging Li Yeqi as he sat up in his suit flashed before her eyes. Her heart twisted in pain, and her stomach churned violently. She got up, rushed into the bathroom, and leaned over the toilet, almost vomiting bile.
Suddenly, the sound of the doorbell echoed from outside the bathroom. She stood up, went to the washbasin, let the water run and washed her face, trying to clear her head a bit.
When she reached the security door, she looked through the peephole into the darkness outside and became alert, "Who is it?"
