Yuan Shen staggered with his steps, walking over one step at a time.
He was enveloped in the smell of alcohol, his eyes drowsy and his body swaying. He slowly walked up to Qin Qian, squinted his black eyes, stared at her for a while before recognizing her.
Suddenly, he broke into a smile at her, his voice hoarse, "Qianqian, you're back."
Qin Qian looked at him, not only could she smell the strong scent of alcohol, but he was also covered in a mix of various perfumes. It was obvious that he was once again surrounded by beauties tonight, having too much fun to come home until so late.
She had been anxiously longing for him for a month, and waited for him all night on an empty stomach. Her grievances and sadness surged instantly. She glared at him fiercely, and without saying a word, picked up her luggage to leave.
