Xu Xia raised her face from Leng Zirui's embrace, her drunken eyes blurred as she took a glance, not recognizing who it was, and immediately held his face to look closely.
"Leng Zirui, why are you here?!"
Leng Zirui didn't bother to respond to her and just hugged her as he walked toward the elevator.
"Let go of me, you bastard, let go..." Xu Xia was just struggling, unwilling to go with him.
Leng Zirui bent down and carried her onto his shoulder, taking large strides into the elevator and directly pressing the close button.
Tang Ming stood outside the door, maintaining a smile all along, but his expression turned cold only when the elevator doors closed tightly, "I thought you were really capable, but you're just a spoiled rich kid after all!"
