What exactly did I say when I got drunk?
"Young man, you look a lot like your mom."
Li Zhiyan: "..."
After a while, the crowd began toasting each other eagerly.
As the alcohol kicked in, the men at the table boasted about their wealth and abilities, inflating them exponentially, while their social connections expanded infinitely.
A burly-looking middle-aged man leaned over.
"Ms. He, let's add each other on WeChat."
He Yanrong had no interest in this stranger whatsoever, nor did she like adding people on WeChat.
"No, thanks."
"Come on, let's add each other. We can go out for a stroll tonight."
"I really don't want to."
He Yanrong declined, her gaze filled with disgust.
This type of man disgusted her the most. Even after she said she wasn't interested, he kept pestering her.
"Kid, go over there."
Li Jian ordered Li Zhiyan in a commanding tone.
"Get lost!"
"My Aunt Rong already said she doesn't want to add you on WeChat. Are you deaf or just brain-damaged?"
