Tang Yihan just sat in the private room, smoking cigarettes and drinking wine crazily. He seemed to be angry because he didn't allow himself time to breathe! He was venting his anger! How much he loved Wen Ruoxi, how painful it was right now.
Tang Yihan was drinking all of a sudden. It was as if the noise outside the private room had nothing to do with him and he didn't care at all.
The Tang Yihan, who was so drunk that he was almost unconscious, didn't notice the phone ringing. After a few minutes, the phone still did n' t seem to stop ringing. Tang Yihan frowned impatiently. Then, he pulled the phone out of his pocket and threw it on the sofa. He didn't notice the name of the caller ID— Ren Jiaoqian!
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the private room was pushed open. A pair
