The last time I saw Xia Yunsheng, he was in the hospital, so badly hurt that it was horribly worrisome.
Xia Yunsheng frowned, objecting to Mo Yuchen's words, "Are you despising me? What a terrible friend you are!"
Mo Yuchen laughed a bit; the two of them walked ahead, leaving Leng Qinghan behind.
Leng Qinghan, on her own behind them, played with her mobile phone and texted Mo Sichen, "Heis Hotel, Sheng and I are here."
She had agreed with Mo Sichen last time that she would help him find a chance to get Xia Yunsheng.
She thought today was a good opportunity.
Following behind the two, she continued to edit text messages. The phone's delicate screen displayed: "Sheng gets drunk easily if he drinks. I will get him a drink later. You wait outside. Once he is drunk, I will hand him over to you!"
After all, she and Xia Yunsheng had come out together. If Xia Yunsheng got drunk, it would naturally be her responsibility to take him home.
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