The rain, as big as beans, pounded fiercely against the hotel's vast floor-to-ceiling window.
Cheng Zhu looked at the scene before him, feeling as if he were on the brink of madness.
A pair of jade-like legs that could be described as works of art were completely exposed before his eyes.
And this heavy rain scene was also telling him of her passion at this moment.
The majority of men, in such a moment, would abandon all reason.
A dog of a man is naturally the trash amongst men.
The unfortunate thing is, so much has happened tonight.
Scenes of her drunken state in the bar, eyes closed, emerged from his mind, along with her red-rimmed eyes and tear-stained makeup.
He remembered the concert ticket in her purse, torn up and then patched together.
He remembered far too much.
Interestingly, thinking about it carefully now, every progression in his relationship with Shen Qingning was related to alcohol, without exception!
Any substantial breakthrough was made after drinking.
