Out of control and sinking

The floor of the private room was littered with empty bottles, clearly indicating that a lot of alcohol had been consumed. Loud music was playing, and the air was thick with the strong smell of alcohol. Feng Meiling was sitting on the floor in the corner, holding a bottle of wine and drinking it down.

Si Chen had never seen her like this before. He rushed over, turned off the music in the private room, and snatched the wine bottle from her hand: "Are you crazy?"

Why drink so much alcohol for no reason?

When questioned, Feng Meiling looked up, her eyes red, as if she had been crying.

She was wearing a white halter dress, her skin was as white as snow, which inexplicably added to her fragile appearance. She also wore light makeup, looking like a pure and pitiful little white flower.

Feng Meiling sobbed, "I'm in pain."

Si Chen really wasn't used to her being like this.

In his memory, Feng Meiling was a female tyrant; she was the one who bullied others, and no one else dared to bully her.

He put down the bottle, squatted down in front of her, and asked in a gentler tone, "What happened?"

He was still wearing a suit, looking very proper.

When Feng Meiling saw him, she guessed that he must be attending some kind of drinking party, otherwise she wouldn't have come over dressed in a suit.

This made Feng Meiling's heart soften.

She pouted, looking utterly pitiful: "I've been dumped."

Si Chen's eyes widened: "Huh?"

He raised his hand and placed it on her forehead: "You don't have a fever, and you haven't even been in a relationship. What are you talking about, heartbreak?"

Feng Meiling pulled his hand away: "Can't I have a crush on someone I can't have?"

As she spoke, she began to whine and cry, "I was so good to him, but he didn't like me at all. Do you know what he told me? He said he just liked to string me along, waaaaah..."

"Scumbag!" Si Chen cursed, "Damn it, what's his name? Who's he from? I'm taking some men to wipe him out right now!"

Si Chen is really popular.

He found it even more unbelievable.

When did Feng Meiling start having a crush?

He had absolutely no idea.

Hearing his domineering words, Feng Meiling was immediately moved and hugged him tightly: "I knew it, you're the best to me."

She tilted her head back, looking tipsy, and pouted as she asked him, "Tell me, am I not pretty?"

Si Chen was suddenly hugged by her, and his ears turned bright red. He wanted to push her away, after all, men and women shouldn't touch each other.

But seeing her drunken appearance and looking down at her slightly tipsy face, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Beautiful."

"Then why doesn't he like me?"

Si Chen felt inexplicably angry upon hearing this.

He cursed.

"He is blind."

He didn't know where his anger came from.

Si Chen said, "It's too late, and you've had so much to drink. I'll take you home."

As he spoke, he helped her up.

But as soon as she stood up, Feng Meiling exclaimed in surprise and her legs went weak, causing her to fall into his arms.

Si Chen quickly put his arm around her.

But with that hug, the two were now completely locked in a embrace.

"Feng Meiling, stand properly." Si Chen's forehead and temples were trembling. His family was strict and he had always been a man of integrity. When had he ever been so intimate with a girl?

Feng Meiling replied softly, "Okay."

Seeing that he was about to let go, she threw herself into his arms again.

"ah."

He looked like a drunkard.

Si Chen caught her. He realized that it was impossible for her to stand up on her own.

After thinking about it for a moment, I simply put my arm around her waist and picked her up.

The sudden princess carry caught Feng Meiling off guard, and her heart raced.

Don't let Si Chen's slender build fool you; he's 1.82 meters tall, so carrying him is a piece of cake.

Si Chen picked her up and turned to walk out.