Never to Drink Again

Ultimately, Shi Qian was too embarrassed to ask why Shang Sizhan was in her room.

She thought they must have drunk too much, but fortunately, they did not make any substantial mistakes.

Shang Sizhan leaned against the headboard and called Yan Yi. He asked him to send a set of clean clothes to Shi Qian's room.

Shi Qian was speechless.

Would it cause a misunderstanding?

However, Shang Sizhan was a clean freak and would not wear the clothes he wore the other night again. He did not have his clothes in her room, so he could not return naked to his room.

Shang Sizhan looked at Shi Qian after he hung up the phone and said gently, "Go downstairs for breakfast."

"I'm not eating. I have something on today. I have to go out early." Shi Qian was stunned for a moment.

"Try if you can walk out of the main gate of the king's garden."

Shi Qian was speechless.

Sure enough, she couldn't miss breakfast when the demon was home.

"And..." Shang Sizhan looked down. His expression was sparingly devilish. He said in a low and magnetic voice, "Let's wear a high-collared shirt today."

'Wear high-collared clothes?'

Shi Qian's face was blank. She did not understand what he meant.

Shang Sizhan got up and got off the bed.

Shi Qian's gaze immediately shifted elsewhere. She did not look at him even though he wore shorts.

Even though he had already seen it just now...

Furthermore, he had a stunning figure...

After a while.

Someone knocked on the door.

Shi Qian put on her clothes and immediately went to open the door.

Yan Yi stood outside the door and smiled meaningfully. "Miss Qian Qian, these are Young Master Zhan's clothes."

Shi Qian looked at his expression and knew what was on his mind.

Shi Qian tried her best to remain calm and said, "That… Yan Yi, this is a misunderstanding. It's not what you think."

"Alright." Yan Yi smiled.

Shi Qian was speechless.

His expression clearly showed that he didn't believe her.

Of course, Yan Yi didn't believe her. After all, it wasn't the first or second day that Young Master Zhan had thought about Shi Qian.

Moreover, the evidence was still on her fair and tender neck.

Shi Qian looked at his expression and decided to forget it.

There was no use explaining.

She took the clothes and went back to her room.

Then, he walked to the bathroom door and knocked on it. "Master Zhan, the clothes..."

A moment later, the bathroom door opened.

Shi Qian held the clothes in her hands and turned her face away.

Shang Sizhan's thin lips curved sparingly and held the clothes over.

Shi Qian turned around and walked into the other bathroom in the living room.

She stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself with wide eyes.

The marks on her neck were...

No wonder Shang Sizhan wanted her to wear a high-collared shirt. No wonder Yan Yi had that expression just now!

Shi Qian closed her eyes and promised to stop drinking.

Outside was the hall on the second floor. Baili Xi came to look for Shang Sizhan, but there was no response after he knocked on the door a few times.

Just as he turned around and was about to leave, he saw Shang Sizhan emerge from Shi Qian's room.

Baili Xi was speechless.

'Young Master Zhan came out of Shi Qian's room!

'When did the two sleep together?

'Youn Master Zhan had finally made his move on Shi Qian Qian!

'However, when did he do it?'

Shang Sizhan walked over and glanced at him. "What is it?"

Baili Xi immediately put away his gossipy expression and immediately said in all seriousness, "Young Master Zhan, the new drug's research results are out. You told me to inform you immediately, so I came over."

"We'll talk about it later," Shang Sizhan replied.

Baili Xi was speechless.

'Talk about it later?

'Wasn't he in a hurry before?'

Baili Xi glanced toward Shi Qian's room and couldn't resist his desire to gossip. He wanted to ask what had happened.

However, he didn't dare to go over with Young Master Zhan around. So he held it in for the time being and followed Shang Sizhan downstairs.

Shi Qian wore a fashionable black and white checkered shirt with a collar. Her long hair hung on her chest, and she looked beautiful and sparingly lazy.