He seemed to have seen the anger and despair on Cindy Crawford's face when she saw the information, and he firmly believed that his actions would not only allow that hateful guy to get the punishment he deserved, but also help Cindy Crawford get rid of this terrible relationship as soon as possible.

As a result of this series of carefully planned operations, Cindy Crawford resolutely parted ways with her boyfriend not long after.

As night fell quietly and the lights came on, Cindy Crawford appeared in a bar with a lonely look on her face, trying to drown her sorrows in alcohol. She sat alone in a corner, drinking one bitter drink after another, her eyes full of sadness and confusion.

At this moment, Li Muchen, as if on a telepathic note, also arrived at the bar. He scanned the crowd with sharp eyes and soon spotted the dejected Cindy Crawford.

After seeing Cindy Crawford, Li Muchen mustered up the courage to approach her and start a conversation. However, Cindy Crawford was filled with sorrow at the moment and had no reaction to Li Muchen's advances, completely ignoring him.

She just mechanically picked up the wine glass again and again and poured the spicy wine into her mouth, as if this could make her forget the pain in her heart.

As time passed, Cindy Crawford drank faster and faster, and soon she was drunk. Her originally delicate face was abnormally flushed, and her eyes were blurred and empty, losing their former brilliance.

A few strands of hair clung to her cheeks, swaying gently as she swayed. Her lips parted slightly, mumbling something indistinct. Her hands no longer held the wine glass as firmly as they had at the beginning, but trembled slightly, occasionally spilling wine on herself. She seemed shaky, as if she would collapse to the ground at any moment.

Cindy Crawford guzzled down one glass after another and soon became completely drunk. Her head drooped limply as if it had lost its support, her eyes were tightly closed, her brows were still furrowed, and she murmured incoherently from time to time.

Seeing this, Li Muchen sighed helplessly and carefully helped her limp body to its feet. Cindy Crawford leaned almost completely on Li Muchen, her steps unsteady and stumbling. Li Muchen laboriously led her out of the bar and called a car to the hotel.

Arriving at the hotel room, Li Muchen gently laid her on the bed. Cindy Crawford's face was flushed, her breathing was rapid, and her brows were still furrowed, as if troubled even in her sleep. Li Muchen brought some hot water and gently wiped her face with a towel, his eyes full of concern and pity.

The next day, when the soft sunlight of the early morning shone through the tiny gap in the curtains and gently fell on Cindy Crawford's beautiful face, she woke up in a daze.

Instantly, a sharp scream burst out of her mouth. When she opened her eyes, she saw a completely unfamiliar environment. This unfamiliar hotel room instantly plunged her into extreme confusion and anxiety.

Her eyes were filled with panic. She checked her clothes frantically, carefully examining every detail. After repeatedly confirming that there was nothing unusual, her heart finally settled down and she breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, there was a sudden rapid and forceful knock on the door, and Li Muchen's gentle and slightly anxious voice came from outside the door: "Ms. Crawford, are you awake?" Cindy Crawford was startled at first, then responded loudly: "Wait a minute!" Then, she hurriedly tidied up her wrinkled and messy clothes, gently smoothed her slightly messy hair, took a deep breath to try to calm herself down, and then slowly opened the door of the room.

Li Muchen saw the door open, a trace of apology on his face, and he quickly explained, "Ms. Crawford, I'm so sorry to have scared you. You were extremely drunk and unconscious in the bar yesterday. I was really worried about your safety, afraid that you might encounter an accident alone, so I took the liberty of bringing you to this hotel."

Cindy Crawford frowned, her eyes still wary, and said, "Even so, you shouldn't make the decision on your own."

Li Muchen nodded quickly and said sincerely, "It's my fault, Miss Crawford. But the situation was urgent at the time, and I really had no other choice."