"What are you doing here?"
The parking lot security guard approached, flashlight in hand.
The flashlight's beam shone over, illuminating Chu Yan's somewhat disheveled clothes.
The cool and handsome man, with a resigned smile, said to the guard, "My wife is drunk and thought she was at home, so she started undressing me."
The light landed on Qin Zhao, whose features were bright and face flushed red.
She was as beautiful as a big-time celebrity.
With a face that red, she must have had quite a bit to drink.
The security guard, working in the bar's parking lot, had seen plenty of strange occurrences.
"You should quickly take her back; after all, this is a public place."
The guard walked away with a meaningful statement.
Qin Zhao was furious, not drunk.
She stood up immediately, looking at Chu Yan with eyes that could almost bite.
"Have you no shame?"
