Chapter 22 (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Sang Xia did not know how much she had drunk. She only knew that everything seemed to be shaking.

She seemed to have tripped and fallen onto someone, and someone’s hand had slipped under her clothes in the dark.

The hand was rubbing her delicate skin ambiguously and was even moving upwards.

Sang Xia subconsciously wanted to refuse, but she was no match for the other party.

Her dignity was swept to the floor with such behavior done to her in front of everyone. When Sang Xia raised her head to drink the wine, she suddenly felt choked up and her eyes prickled.

Why did she meet this bastard!

The light was dim and when his hand was rubbing under her clothes without restraint, Sang Xia could not help coughing violently because of her rough drinking.

The long arm behind her pressed her into his arms.

She was slightly dizzy and everything was in double.

The person behind her held her tightly and Sang Xia struggled to lower her head. Smelling the slightly familiar scent on his body, her eyes turned red and her voice was hoarse. “… There are so many people, I don’t want to, don’t…”

Could he give her some dignity?

Rong Zhan, could you?

She clenched her fists and at last turned sideways to look at him.

He did not know if it was because she had drunk wine, her eyes were misted and watery. Those poor innocent eyes were like a helpless animal, making one feel pity, yielding and heartache.

Rong Zhan stared at her for a while. Tang Ye was about to speak when he saw that something was wrong, but a lazy and indifferent voice spoke first, “Get out.”

“What?”

“Who? Who do you want out?”

Rong Zhan’s eyes slowly moved away from Sang Xia’s drunk and enchanting face and swept around the people present, his eyebrows raised. “Don’t you understand what I said?”

His tone was light, but it made people feel cold all over and their hair stood on end.