Because her view was blocked by the desk, Wen Xiao'ai couldn't see who had come in.
But with that voice and the smell of alcohol, Wen Xiao'ai didn't need to see to know who it was.
It was the drunkard who at first said she was beyond saving and wanted to put her out of her misery, then haggled with Jun Moyan, asking to keep her for two days, when in fact, he wanted to capture her for research.
Jun Moyan seemed like a fairly normal person, so why were all his friends so... offbeat?
One would avoid her as if she were a ghost upon sighting her, that White Robe;
Another was infuriating, loved to speak ill of others, and randomly named people, that annoying ghost;
And then there was one overwhelmed by wine, yet dared to vie with King Yan for a life…
In comparison, it seemed Xiaocha and Qing Yi were the most normal.
Jun Moyan placed Wen Xiao'ai on top of the desk, stood up, walked over to the sofa,
Sat down on it, and glanced at the drunkard who seemed to be asleep.
