The atmosphere in the private room turned abruptly bizarre.
Song Haochen instinctively grabbed Su Li’s shoulders to steady her swaying frame. Su Li, however, seemed to have completely lost her bearings. She pressed herself tightly against Song Haochen, her drunken eyes fixed intently on his Adam's apple. Her hot, ragged breath washed over his neck, leaving Song Haochen feeling inexplicably parched.
Su Li stared at his throat, searching repeatedly, desperate to find even a trace of a bite mark. She frantically tried to piece together the details of that night in her mind. Suddenly, to the confusion of everyone present, she reached out and ripped open Song Haochen’s collar. Realizing what she was doing, Song Haochen quickly grabbed her wrists, but it was too late. Su Li’s strength was considerable; the collar gave way, and although it didn't tear wide open, the clear, distinct bite mark on Song Haochen’s collarbone was laid bare.
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