Didn't he just show up at her office yesterday night because Wei Hang popped in? Now he's spontaneously appearing again.
If this dragged on any longer, her patience would be running on fumes.
Lu Fengxuan fixed her gaze on the lounge's entrance. The next second, her hand was suddenly grabbed and a glass of alcohol was shoved into it.
Wei Hang's voice followed shortly after: "I'm not the kind of man Lu always imagines. Aside from social obligations, I rarely come to bars to drown my sorrows. My private life is clean, you know."
Wei Hang praised himself, then persuaded Lu Fengxuan, "Tonight, I just wanted to simply invite Lu to relax and unwind."
"Since we're already here, Lu, don't be so uptight. Let's play a little game instead. The loser has to drink."
With that, Wei Hang flashed a smile that he thought was charming, placed an empty bottle on the table, and suggested:
