"Hey, Zhou Shan, I didn't expect your roommate to be such a beauty. She never wanted to go out drinking with us before. I thought she was an ugly duckling."
Su Wanwan's sleepiness was completely dispelled by the noise. She already had a bad temper when she woke up, and she couldn't stand such contemptuous words.
She got up and rolled her eyes at the group of energetic young men, then went back to talking nicely to her roommate.
"Zhou Shan, I'll sleep with you tonight, and your friend can sleep in the living room."
Before she could even put on her slippers, a group of energetic young men sat on Su Wanwan's left, right, and in front of her, surrounding her and speaking in a manner reeking of alcohol.
"Hey girl, let's find a partner."
"Yes, my CP, you're the only one."
Zhou Shan was also a little drunk. She sat on the sofa opposite Su Wanwan and waved her hand, "What kind of friends would she make? I've been sharing an apartment with her for so long, and I've never seen her make any friends properly."
The energetic young man standing in front of Su Wanwan had a cigarette dangling from his mouth and plopped down on the coffee table. Just then, his phone rang.
He became even more excited and exhaled a puff of smoke at Su Wanwan, the smoke rising into the air.
He reached out and flicked the ash from his cigarette.
"Oh, what a coincidence! Miss, the power went out just now, but it's back on. This proves that the God of Love is playing matchmaker for us. I think you're quite compatible. Do you think I'm compatible?"
Su Wanwan stood up and walked towards Zhou Shan's room, saying only to Zhou Shan, "I don't have time to entertain your bunch of friends, Zhou Shan, I'm going to sleep now."
She's always been grumpy when she wakes up. Zhou Shan has lived with her for a year, so the two sisters naturally understand each other. It's just that Zhou Shan's social circle is rather chaotic; she makes friends with all sorts of people.
Zhou Shan, with her husky voice, advised, "Hey, hey, what are you doing, Brother Lin? Wanwan doesn't like men who drink alcohol. Don't scare her."
The energetic young man, however, continued his relentless pursuit as if he couldn't hear her, and even grabbed Su Wanwan's sleeve.
"If you don't like men who drink, how do you know I'm not her exception?"
Su Wanwan was furious. She couldn't stand her morning grumpiness anymore and slapped him across the face.
A sharp "snap!" rang out, followed by a sharp pain.
"You dare hit me!"
Just as the man was about to reach out and pull Su Wanwan's hair, Jiang Shengjun opened Su Wanwan's bedroom door.
"You dare touch my wife?!"
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