C1 (1/2)

The night was getting darker, hazy and intoxicating.

The deafening music from the bar of the Tang Dynasty made all the young men and women on the dance floor dance crazily in excitement.

The opening of the ninety-ninth bar chain under Sheng Tang Group had not only attracted the unmarried men and women of the upper class, but also all of the expensive celebrities present to liven up the show. The tens of millions of dollars worth of decorations would make the entire bar as dazzling as a crystal palace.

In the washroom of the second floor's private room, Qiao Xinran puked until she was in a complete mess. She even vomited out the last bit of stomach acid, but she was still unable to reduce the dizziness in her head.

Looking at his pale face in the mirror, he could only feel the world spinning around him. His hands were on the sink, barely able to stand firm.

She wasn't someone who was easily drunk. It was unknown if it was because she had a cold in the past two days that the alcohol had gotten to her so quickly.

Washing his face with cold water, he raised his head only to discover that the person in the mirror had become even more blurry. Even his cheeks had begun to heat up.

Was he having a fever again? Really, how could his body be so weak now?

”If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have followed Shan Shan out for a drink. What super luxurious bar? It's so boring!”

”And that dead Shan Shan, I don't know where she ran off to, but she left me here …”

As he mumbled, he wiped his face, but his arms were sore and he didn't even have the strength to lift them.

He turned around and was about to leave when he bumped into someone.

He was already dizzy, but after being struck like this, his entire body slid down to the ground like an octopus.

”You don't have any eyes? ”It hurts so bad …” Qiao Xinran's temper suddenly became violent, but because she did not have any strength left, the angry words that came out sounded like a pout.

”Women?” The man staggered after being hit. Under the dim light of the lamp, he saw the person on the ground clearly and let out an impatient snort.

Hearing the ice-cold yet somewhat low voice, Qiao Xinran abruptly raised her head and a tall figure entered her vision; a thick smell of alcohol assaulted her nostrils.

It was vague and indistinct.

”This is a private room, how did you get in? ”Security …”

Before he could finish, he felt his body lighten. He was lifted up by his arms and walked shakily out of the washroom.

Immediately after, the man casually threw her onto the sofa, causing Qiao Xinran to cry out in pain.

”What are you doing? Get lost! ”I'll have to call for more people if you come over again …” She didn't care about her body that was in pain from the fall as she glared at the man before her.

It was unknown whether it was due to the man being drunk that he was unable to stand properly, or because her head was too dizzy. The figure within her line of sight was constantly swaying, causing her to feel somewhat disgusted.

”If you don't want to die, then shut up!” The man roared and sat down beside her.

Damn it, what was in the wine? It felt so terrible.

The man felt as if there was a flame burning within his body. Even his last bit of rationality was about to be burnt away.

”Hot …” ”So hot …” Qiao Xinran's face became hotter and hotter, and even her body started to burn as well. She drowsily pulled up her skirt a bit, but it was still unable to disperse the boiling heat in her body.

Did he have a fever? If they continued to burn like this, wouldn't they turn stupid? She couldn't be stupid. There were still a lot of things that she hadn't done yet.