When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw Han Feifei standing in the living room smoking.
The living room faced the bustling night view of Pudong, and the neon lights gave him a layer of blurry color like a glow, making him look so majestic and ethereal.
Xiao Xueqing staggered over and walked over. Although she had a very good drinking capacity, the bosses drank too much today, and they had agreed to drink her together. If she hadn't gone to the bathroom and vomited several times, she would not have been able to survive now.
She walked forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow, as if she couldn't figure out the direction in the clouds. She clearly saw Han Murphy ahead but couldn't catch her.
"Be careful, don't hit the glass." Han Murphy's voice came from behind, reminding her that she was hitting the French door of the living room.
"Murphy, you stay with me tonight." Xiao Xueqing turned around, spotted Han Murphy's seat, threw herself into his arms, and greedily inhaled the scent of him.
Han Murphy stretched out his hand to help Xiao Xueqing upright, and said seriously: "Xueqing, you drank a lot tonight, so you'd better go back and rest early. I'll call them to pick you up."
Xiao Xueqing hates that every time Han Feifei talks to her alone, he always looks like a man to a man!
This man, in front of outsiders, took great care of her and was polite and courteous to her.
When no one was around, his face and eyes felt as cold as frost.
"No, I'm going to sleep with you." Xiao Xueqing wrapped herself around Han Murphy and said coquettishly to him.
Han Murphy pushed Xiao Xueqing away again and said seriously: "Xueqing, stop making trouble. You are a popular movie star. As a man with a family like me, it is okay to spread rumors about imaginary scandals, but once they become true, your career will be over.
If you don't want me to make the phone call for you, then I'll excuse you."
After saying that, Han Murphy turned around and left without giving Xiao Xueqing a chance to refute.
"Han Murphy, stop!" Xiao Xueqing roared under the influence of alcohol and said: "Are you completely incompetent, or are you just not interested in me as a woman?"
Han Murphy paused slightly, and did not answer Xiao Xueqing's question, but said softly: "Miss Xiao, good night."
"Han Murphy, do you know the girl at the door of the hotel?" Xiao Xueqing yelled out in a state of confusion. She even thought it was strange, but for some reason, her woman's sixth inspiration told her that Han Murphy must know that girl.