"Go away."
Without even lifting her head, Lin Man reached out and pushed away the hand blocking her view, intending to pick up her glass of alcohol.
A hand with defined knuckles held onto her slender fingers.
Lin Man, unsteady on her feet, rose up with the intent to smack the person behind her.
Yet the moment she saw his face, the hand that was supposed to strike him relaxed and gently caressed his cheek instead.
She lowered her head and chuckled to herself, "My alcohol tolerance has gotten worse."
She had gotten drunk so easily, otherwise, how could she have possibly hallucinated him?
He must be at home right now, intimately together with his wife. How could he possibly be here, appearing before her?
"Xiaoman." Lu Chengfeng gently called out her name.
Upon hearing the voice, Lin Man looked up at the person in front of her. The liquor had been hard, and she was heavily drunk right now, even experiencing auditory hallucinations of someone calling her in his voice.