Yu Zhi's expression was far from pleasant. His cheeks were flushed, and there was a faint smell of alcohol on him. He gave Wen Meng a cold, indifferent glance, without saying a word, and bent down to sit on the sofa opposite her, pulling out a cigarette and placing it between his lips. He lowered his head, lit it, and then leaned back. Wen Meng: ...??? "Have you been drinking?" "If you have something to say, say it. If not, leave." The cigarette hung from his lips, his eyes closed, clearly showing he didn't want to talk. Wen Meng felt slighted, her face showing her displeasure. "I've been waiting for you for so long, and you don't even have the decency to apologize. Is this how an engaged man should behave?" "What kind of behavior do you expect?" One of his eyes opened slightly, glancing at her sideways. "I came here today to discuss the relationship between you, me, and Ji Shiwen." "What do you think the relationship is?" He closed his eyes again, lightly
Read more