Zhou Ronghao got up to find the restroom, while Huo Jingting sat in place, holding his forehead with his palm, feeling somewhat headache from the noisy and chaotic environment.
After over ten minutes, Zhou Ronghao returned from the restroom.
He returned to his original seat, having vomited severely, drank too much, and felt like he was about to collapse.
The alcohol was getting to his head, making his mind less clear, and he started to speak more.
"Jingting, what do you think I see in Qin Jiaran, this woman? She's been Fu Lingfeng's mistress for so long, and she's not a virgin, so what's the point of putting on airs?"
"Putting them on for you to see." Huo Jingting didn't spare him any face, "You're dumb enough to want her."
Zhou Ronghao tilted his head back and took a hard swig of his drink.
