Yang Fan never expected that Ma Baoyu would actually be such a romantic.
Widow Ma being hoisted up in a tree by that excavator guy seemed to have split his heart open.
He cried out loudly, tears and snot mingling as he gulped down the alcohol unrestrainedly.
"He won't be in trouble, will he?" Pan Xiaoxia asked Yang Fan in a low voice.
Yang Fan shook his head, "I don't know, he should be fine once he's sobered up."
"But he's drinking way too fiercely, as if he's drinking water," Pan Xiaoxia said grimacing.
The sight of Ma Baoyu drinking made her uncomfortable.
"His alcohol tolerance is really impressive, though. He drank so much, and look he's still somewhat sober," Yang Fan remarked.
Pan Xiaoxia pouted, "What good does all this drinking do other than making him miserable? Why bother, it's just a woman he couldn't have. And from what I overheard you guys talking about, that woman was just playing him, yet he treasures her like a gem. I can't understand it."
