Chapter 111 The Consequences of Talking to Your Partner While Drunk

The next day.

When Yan Sheng woke up, he came out of his room and saw his older sister sleeping on the sofa, reeking of alcohol.

She squatted down beside the sofa and called out, "Sis, wake up... Sis."

Yan Kui opened her eyes groggily, feeling a sharp pain in her head. She patted her head and then heard Yan Sheng's voice.

"Sis, go back to your room and sleep. You'll catch a cold outside."

Yan Kui was so dizzy that she couldn't even be grumpy when she woke up. She propped herself up on her arms and sat up, her voice a little hoarse: "It's okay... I'm going to take a bath, I smell so bad."

Seeing this, Yan Sheng went to fill the bathtub with water for her.

Aunt Xia came over in the morning and saw Yan Kui's condition. She was also in the kitchen preparing a hangover soup.

After breakfast, Yan Sheng went to school, while Yan Kui lay in the comfortable bathtub and drifted off to sleep again.

Yan Kui didn't wake up until Aunt Xia noticed she had been in the bathroom for too long and came to knock on the door.

Fortunately, the bathtub had an automatic heat preservation function. Yan Kui replied to Aunt Xia, changed her clothes, and came out of the bathroom smelling nice.

He took the freshly cooked hangover soup and gulped down two big mouthfuls.

After breakfast, Yan Kui lay on the sofa, feeling a little weak, and picked up her phone to take a look.

That's strange. I haven't received any messages from Wei Yin today. Is he that busy?

He proactively sent Wei a message: What are you doing?

No one replied by the afternoon.

Yan Kui couldn't sit still any longer and opened her contacts, ready to call him.

Suddenly, I saw a half-hour phone call record between myself and Wei Yin last night.

Yan Kui's memories are gradually returning...

That sentence kept echoing in my mind:

"Wei Yin, are you impotent?"

"Actually, you're the object of my erotic dreams..."

Yan Kui was stunned, feeling her mind go blank, as if someone had stolen her brain.

She actually told Wei Yin all this?!

Yan Kui is now thinking of jumping out of the sixth-floor window to end it all; it's too shameful!

She sat on the sofa with her hands behind her head, her face as red as if she had applied a whole box of blush.

She kept cursing herself for drinking, saying it was really going to kill her.

Yan Kui felt like she was going crazy.

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In the early morning of Country M.

After finishing his work, Wei Yin boarded the next available flight and was en route to Nanshi.

Yan Kui's words on the phone kept replaying in my mind.

Wei Yin thought that he and Yan Kui must have been sharing the same dream.

Yan Kui stared at the unanswered messages from Wei Yin on her phone, her heart pounding with anxiety.

How can I explain this to him in a way that clears me of suspicion about Wei Yin while also allowing myself to return to my innocent persona?

The time lasted until 7 p.m.

Aunt Xia left after cleaning, but Yan Sheng had not returned yet.

My phone suddenly rang with a notification.

When Yan Kui opened her phone, she saw that Wei Yin's message contained only two words: "Open the door."

Yan Kui's heart was pounding in her throat. She looked at the ivory-white door in front of her, her breathing quickened involuntarily, and her usually bright red lips turned pale as she pressed them together.

With slightly trembling hands, he gently unlocked the door.

Wei Yin, dressed in a black satin suit, was standing outside the door.

His face was grim, and his voice carried a clear accusation: "Is there anything you want to say?"

Yan Kui forced a smile and said in a flattering tone, "Brother Yin, you're back. I was drunk yesterday and talked nonsense. Please don't mind me..."

Wei Yin chuckled lightly, his tone serious: "Nonsense?"

Yan Kui nodded frantically: "Yes, yes."

Wei Yin no longer had time to chat with her; he had been unable to control himself since last night.

A pair of large hands swept him up around the waist, startling Yan Kui, who immediately wrapped her arms around his neck: "What are you doing?"

Wei Yin felt that even though he was good to her and refrained from touching her, she still thought there was something wrong with him.

Heartless.

Wei Yin was so angry he wanted to laugh.

He kicked the door shut and carried Yan Kui into the elevator.

His tone carried a hint of anger, sounding like a cheetah that had caught its prey and was about to enjoy its meal.

"Let's go to the hotel and fuck you."