In the dim light and with the slight intoxication of the alcohol, Su Wanwan only thought he looked so good. She leaned down to kiss him, and the distance between them gradually got closer and closer until they could feel each other's breath.
She stopped just a millimeter away from him, and for a moment she felt a sense of absurdity. A mocking smile appeared on her lips as she muttered to herself, "If only Ah Q were here."
If Ah Q were here, he could call Ah Q to come and carry him home.
She had just stood up when Jiang Shengyun pulled her back, turned her around, and made her sit on the sofa, where he forcefully kissed her.
Everything happened so suddenly that Su Wanwan was caught off guard by the kiss.
The scent of wine still lingered on their lips.
Su Wanwan pushed him away. He looked at Su Wanwan, his eyes reddening, and asked her, "Why don't you ever cry and ask me if I love you like Ouyang Maomao did?"
Su Wanwan was drunk, but she could still control herself to some extent when she was drunk.
She said, "Because I don't love, I don't care whether others love me or not."
Jiang Shengjun acted as if he hadn't heard her, continuing, "You just had to bring up Ah Q right here next to me? Do you know he hasn't contacted me yet? He's been avoiding me. Is a man like that even worth your affection?"
Su Wanwan shook her head: "It's not his problem."
Jiang Shengjun was even angrier. "You're still defending him?"
Su Wanwan picked up Jiang Shengjun's phone and said, "I'm not going to talk to you about that. What's the unlock password? I'll call the driver at home to pick you up; they're about to close."
Jiang Shengyun was very dissatisfied, but he wanted to tell Su Wanwan that he cared about her, so he only hinted: "The number 52 plus your birthday."
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