Without Su Zhinian in her bedroom, the air seemed much clearer and lighter. Song Qingchun's nerves that were stressed taut began to slowly relax as well.
She got off her bed and went into the bathroom to wash her face. Then, she returned to her bed. Suddenly, she stopped moving and stared at the spot where Su Zhinian had been standing.
He just mentioned that he would lay off the alcohol… Just that afternoon, during the game, he had rejected the bottle of RIO passed to him by Tang Nuo. Tang Nuo had mumbled many things in reply, and one of them was…
"Not even these? Su Zhinian, I know you're trying to stay off alcohol, but isn't this a bit too much? This is not much different from a fizzy drink. The alcohol content is barely discernible; it's not going to get you drunk…"