Most domestic drinking bureaus are like this, where a group of people sit in a private box and drink, drinking back and forth, drinking hard, all with the purpose of getting others drunk.

The content of the chat is also in the tone that middle-aged men like, and occasionally they will brag and talk drunkenly.

Everyone is not surprised that at this kind of banquet, some people are seriously discussing business and doing business.

Ning'an has also participated in many such drinking parties, chatting with them casually.

Both she and Han Xiao drank a lot and were dizzy.

Although the air conditioning was turned on in the private room, it was still stuffy and hot. Ning An simply took off his suit jacket and continued drinking with the other party.

Several times, Ning An wanted to talk about work matters, but she was distracted by the other party's people, who insisted on making her drink. If she didn't drink, she would lose face.

Ning An laughed it off and couldn't refuse the wine offered by the other party.

Halfway through drinking, Ning An felt dizzy and went to the bathroom.

The air in the hotel corridor was much better than in the private room. She walked to the bathroom holding on to the wall, walked to the mirror and saw herself with red cheeks. She hadn't drunk so much wine in a long time.

Holding the sink with both hands, she turned on the faucet and slowly washed her hands and face, trying to wake herself up.

Fortunately, she was not completely drunk and was still conscious.

She recognized that this was the restroom, with the men's restroom on the left and the women's restroom on the right.

Well...she's not drunk yet.

The woman in the mirror had red cheeks and blurred eyes.

The faucet was always on, and there was only the sound of water flowing all around.

She didn't know what time it was, she just knew that she had been drinking for a long time.

The ferocious drunkenness rushed into her brain little by little, and her headache was severe, as if it was being sawed, and the pain was coming.

In a daze, his eyes became blurry.

She wanted to rest, but suddenly remembered that she left her mobile phone in the box.

Ning An turned his head and staggered, holding on to the wall, unable to see clearly the road ahead.

She might be...drunk.

"Dong dong dong", I heard the sound of high heels hitting the ground, and walked towards her little by little.

Then there is the strong smell of magnolia perfume.

Ning An's head felt so heavy that she held her forehead and couldn't raise her eyelids. She felt like she was going to vomit when she raised her head.

She saw that the woman was wearing a pair of silver strappy high heels, and then a pair of fair and slender legs and a white dress.

Ning An's vision was blurred, and he looked at her for a long time, feeling that she looked so familiar.

This woman... looks so familiar.

Gu Huiyin bent down and curled his lips: "Ning'an, long time no see."

Ha... Ning An finally recognized it, it was her.

"I thought it was someone." Ning An chuckled, "I can smell that mistress smell on you from a long distance away."

Ning'an knew that Gu Huiyin had dated many men besides Song Shaoyan. As long as she was rich, she would date any man, regardless of whether she was a mistress or a mistress. Although Song Shaoyan was dead, her dream of a wealthy wife was still there.

But it was not destroyed.

"Ning'an, you have become so virtuous and you still don't forget to teach me a lesson? Sometimes I think about how pitiful you are. When you go to college, you only know how to study and read, but you don't know how to dress yourself up. When you get to work, you only know how to work. You are the only one.

Does anyone want a man like this?"

"Gu Huiyin, can you live without a man?" Ning An's eyes were full of contempt, and he kept saying "man". Does Gu Huiyin expect to be dependent on men in this life?
Chapter completed!