「The next day.」
Lin Qianyan groggily opened her eyes, her long lashes trembling, a hazy exhaustion in her gaze.
She slowly pushed herself up from a pile of empty wine jars. Her slender fingers, cool to the touch, massaged her throbbing temples.
She looked down at the mess on the floor. Wine jars were toppled over everywhere, and spills had stained the floorboards with dark patches. Lin Qianyan's gaze lingered on the chaos for a moment before she murmured softly:
"Did I really get drunk and fall asleep right here? How utterly ungraceful…"
Fragments of memories flashed through her mind, like beads from a broken string, impossible to connect.
She vaguely remembered saying many harsh things to Brother Pei, her tone aggressive and her words sharp.
And at the end, she had insisted on sending him a Transmission Token call…
At this thought, Lin Qianyan's beautiful eyes widened, a flash of panic in them. Her fair cheeks flushed slightly red.
