A champagne-colored Bentley Mulsanne was driving toward a well-known villa district in Yanjing.
Lin Yi rested his head on Fang Shuting's lap, exhaling the strong smell of alcohol. That big shot could really hold his liquor, and Lin Yi had kept up with him for quite a few drinks.
Fang Shuting gazed down at Lin Yi's profile, a faint smile slowly rising in her eyes.
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