"Pull yourself together?" Lu Xuan downed another cup of Erguotou, giving a bitter smile: "I want to pull myself together, but I can't forget the past. Sometimes I'm really scared I'll go crazy, afraid I'll hurt the people around me."
Zhao Ziweng urgently said: "Lu Xuan, think about your wife. You have such a beautiful and virtuous wife. For her, you must overcome your illness."
Upon hearing Zhao Ziweng's words, Ning Wanxi gently embraced Lu Xuan from the side, hoping to soften his scarred heart with her warm hug.
Feeling Ning Wanxi's delicate body, looking at her tender and charming face, Lu Xuan's rapid breathing slowly calmed down.
Usually, when Lu Xuan drinks with others, he uses Dantian True Qi to sober up, so he doesn't get drunk. However, this time, drinking with his brothers, he let loose.
