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EndlessFantasy Translation
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EndlessFantasy Translation
Lu Zhaoyang drank less than her, but she was also beginning to feel the after effect of the alcohol. She searched the crowd for Lin Yazhi, hoping that her colleague would leave with her later.
She was beginning to have double vision. Lin Yazhi was nowhere to be found.
I’m so dizzy, my head feels so heavy…
Lu Zhaoyang felt like her soul was sucked out of her. The world was spinning around her. Through the haze of her mind, she saw Huo Yunting’s figure.
His exquisite profile looked like it was masking the anger inside him. Lu Zhaoyang smiled.
Come, take Mo Shan away. Do what you must, and then divorce me.
Let me go forever, so that I never have to see your face.
Brother Yunting…
Lu Zhaoyang heard Mo Shan’s tiny voice in the background. A shadow blocked her view.
She looked up and noticed that a crowd was gathering around them.
She had to leave, now!
Lu Zhaoyang pressed her hands against the table and tried to stand up. However, dizziness overwhelmed her and she sat back down.
Mo Shan was holding tightly onto Huo Yunting’s arms. She was almost leaning on him.
In the midst of her drunkenness, she sounded even more alluring.
Brother Yunting, I love you so much…
Since Huo Yunting was there, everyone around them gathered to see what was happening.
Here were two heavily drunken women. One was pulling him by the arms, and the other was trying desperately to get on her feet.
Huo Yunting simply stood there, ignoring Mo Shan’s physical assertion. His eyes were on Lu Zhaoyang. Where do you think you’re going, now that you’re so drunk?
Lu Zhaoyang tried again and again to stand up, but failed.
In the end, she quieted down and simply slumped onto the table and stopped moving.
Huo Yunting was speechless.
How can you sleep so easily in front of so many people?
If he was not here, she might just be whisked away by some random stranger!
This woman…
Mo Shan was still whining by his ear. Her grip on him felt very uncomfortable.
Brother Yunting, I think I’m drunk…
I know you are drunk.
He pulled his arms away and looked at Lin Yazhi.
Please get someone to send her home.
Lin Yazhi made an okay sign.
Huo Yunting bent down and picked Lu Zhaoyang up bridal-carry style with a heavy expression. He left the dining hall and did not spare another look at Mo Shan.
Mo Shan was not sober, but she could still understand that Huo Yunting had left, not with her, but with Lu Zhaoyang!
She was so, so mad!
Had she been sober, she would find a hole to hide in embarrassment!
The people around her began to chatter and laugh. Mo Shan found them irritating, but she could no longer stay awake. Sleep overcame her as she rested her head on the table.
On the other side, Huo Yunting put Lu Zhaoyang into his car.
She woke up and looked at him in puzzlement.
The face of a man came closer and closer to her. It looked very familiar. She reached a hand out and touched his cheek.
Is that you, Chen?
She whispered.
…
Huo Yunting was already feeling like an idiot for worrying about her, but now she was caressing him while calling another man’s name!
Lu Zhaoyang, open your eyes and see! Who. Am. I?
