However, before that, she had to go somewhere with him and meet some people.
A City, downtown area.
Inside a villa marked with the Wilson family crest.
As soon as Shao Mangliang pushed open the door of the master bedroom, he was hit by a strong smell of alcohol.
Frowning slightly at the discomfort, Shao Mangliang stepped in.
In the large bedroom, at a glance, there was no sign of Xing Chen.
He continued walking inside, and just as he reached the bed, Shao Mangliang almost tripped over something and nearly fell.
Looking down, he saw an empty wine bottle carelessly tossed on the floor.
The trip itself wasn't the issue; the real issue was that when Shao Mangliang looked around, he found a pile of empty wine bottles nearby.
The more he looked, the deeper his frown became.
Taking a few more steps, he finally saw Xing Chen, clad in a bathrobe, slumped on the floor behind the small mountain of bottles.
