107 Did She Drink Alcohol Just Now? (1/2)

Xuxu was stumped for words and then she gave a forced smile. ”I... I went back to school alone.”

When she finished explaining, she grabbed a random glass of liquid and lowered her head to take a sip.

Cough cough—

She only realized that it was wine after the liquid had entered her mouth. By then it had already flowed down her throat, causing her to cough violently several times.

She placed the glass back on the table and pulled a few tissues to cover her mouth, coughing lightly a few more times.

A beam of faint purple light was cast on her small frame, enveloping her entirely. Her eyes were looking slightly downwards and her long curled eyelashes seemed to glow with a layer of gorgeous purple. They looked lovely and attractive, like gleaming butterfly wings.

Yan Rusheng's gaze was firmly fixated on her tiny face. His thoughts traveled back to the night of Jiang Zhuoheng's farewell. Their group of friends had been hanging out since they were kids, and they had brought their girlfriends along on that night. And of course... Jiayin.

Everyone was partying and enjoying themselves and they took turns to force each other's girlfriends to drink. However, they were all aware that Wen Xuxu couldn't hold her liquor at all. Furthermore, with Jiang Zhuoheng's repeated warnings, no one dared to force her to drink.

Eventually, all the girls who were present ended up drunk.

She was the only one who sat at a corner, and unknown to the rest, she'd been drunk too.

I've loved a person for many years. From the first awakening of love until now, I made a bet with myself and gave up the opportunity to go overseas to further my studies. To take a gamble to see if he has me in his heart.

He recalled what Professor Zhou had told him and the expression in his eyes became thoughtful and serious.

That night, how exactly had she felt?

He came to a sudden realization—they were both remarkably alike in certain areas.

No, she seemed to be more obstinate than him. Even if she had felt pain to the point of being suffocated, she hadn't yielded and begged him not to leave, nor did she admit defeat.