She could only agree and took a sip. The liquid went down her stomach and she frowned. This wine was so powerful that she would definitely make her drunk in a short time, so she did not dare to drink it again.
Qiao Manman seemed to be in an extremely bad mood as he drank sip after sip.
Seeing that she was motionless, Qiao Manman immediately said: "Sister Aoshuang, come drink with me. Drinking alone is boring."
Seeing her depressed look, she could only agree, "Okay, I'll drink with you."
The two women, who had their own thoughts, drank one mouthful after another, and actually finished a large bottle of wine.
Wang Aoshuang felt dizzy and swaying even while sitting, "Manman, no, I have to go back and rest. It feels so uncomfortable."
She stood up with difficulty, and after taking a few steps, she staggered, and then fell into a strong embrace.
This embrace is so warm! And the breath is very familiar.
She looked up and saw that it was Ling Ang.
Under the light, his face was as handsome as the July sun, and his warm eyes were as clear as a layer of oil. Because he had drank just now, there was a faint aroma of wine on his body.
She couldn't help but feel a slight joy, "Aren't you already gone?"
"I'm sending Gu Chun back."
"Oh." Upon hearing this answer, she felt uncontrollably happy.
"Why do you drink so much?" He frowned.
"I don't know either." She glanced at him blankly, not knowing whether she was drinking because of him.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." He pulled her out.
The car was driving on a flat road, and the night wind blew, bringing with it the misty breath unique to spring, making people feel that the atmosphere was a bit psychedelic.
"Aoshuang, I want to ask you something." Ling Ang, who was focused on driving, suddenly spoke.
"Say it."
"Is what you said tonight true?"
Her heart sank rapidly and she found this question difficult to answer.
But since she doesn't want to get entangled, she should be more decisive. She gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yes."
The faint brilliance in Ling Ang's eyes sank little by little, and his unfocused sight fell into a void.
After a long time, he said quietly, "You should sleep for a while. I'll call you when you get there."
"Yeah." She really needed to take a nap. The wine she drank just now was too strong, and now her mind was gradually falling into confusion.
The car continued to speed. The road was so long that it felt like a whole night had passed before Ling Ang returned to the villa area where Lan Yuchi was located.
He leaned on his seat absentmindedly, looking at the hazy night sky in front of him, feeling that his mind was as confused as the sky.
She arrived home, but he had no idea of waking her up.
He has been deeply in love with this woman for 10 years.
10 years... 10 years..., he didn't know what the concept was, it was as long as a century.
He fell in love with her so hopelessly for 10 years, unforgettable and dreaming about her until death...
But she is getting married!
In the past 10 years, it wasn't that there was no one worthy of his heart's affection, but that since he had her in his heart, he had never been moved by anyone else.
He had been carrying it in his heart for 10 years, but in the end he still gained nothing.
His heart hurts so much that it can’t hurt anymore, it hurts so much that it can’t hurt anymore, and it feels so tired that it can’t be any more tired!
She is obviously his, how could she marry someone else!
He slowly turned around and looked at her sleeping soundly, the look in his eyes was as misty and gloomy as mist...
After a while, he suddenly started the car, made a sharp turn, and left in the opposite direction.