"Sister Xiaojing, should we send Wen Nuan to the hospital?" Zhuo Bingbing asked worriedly. Cai Xiaojing shook her head. "It's nothing; no need to panic. She'll be fine once she throws it up."
Wen Nuan induced vomiting, expelling most of the alcohol she had consumed, but still felt incredibly unwell, exhausted, and covered in cold sweat. Cai Xiaojing and Zhuo Bingbing helped her clean up before they emerged.
"Damn that Yu Peng, that scoundrel!" Wen Nuan said indignantly, her heart filled with extreme anger. If she had a knife in her hand, she truly wanted to kill Yu Peng, that bastard. She should have known not to be polite to him back in F City and just slapped him a few times.
"Alright, stop cursing. Let's clean up and leave first," Cai Xiaojing said. Thankfully, she had drunk more this time. Although Andrade had a bad temper, he was still a man of his word and didn't make things difficult for them.
