Mr. Huo, stop being abusive. Madam has already entered the emergency room.

"What's the point of just drinking? Can you afford to neglect Mr. Wu?" Huo Linyuan said, his eyes darkened.

Her vulgar look of fawning over men is really an eyesore after seeing her a few times!

The wrist is getting more and more painful.

Instinct drove Cheng Zhi to withdraw her hand, but she couldn't break free at all.

At this moment, Mr. Wu grabbed Cheng Zhi's trapped hand and rubbed it lightly, as usual to smooth things over.Said: "It's okay, I'm very happy that Xiao Zhi can come over."

At this time, another skinny middle-aged man said: "I didn't believe it when my son mentioned it when he went back. After all, the eldest lady of the Cheng family lives in an ivory tower. She is the delicate girl who was held up in the sky by Cheng Jiaye. How could it be possible to be reduced to the clubhouse... hiccup..."

He was obviously very drunk, he belched a few times, and his throat was rumbling, almost bringing out the contents of his stomach.

Someone noticed Cheng Zhi's sudden change of expression, and hurried over to pat the man who was about to vomit, "Old Li, are you okay! Let's go, I'll take you out to breathe!"

The two left, and the accompanying girls around them also left.

The box was quite empty at once.

During this period, Huo Linyuan didn't speak for a long time, and kept staring at Mr. Wu's hand playing with Cheng Zhi's finger.

The eyes are so terrifying.

Narrowing his eyes, he suddenly felt dirty, and slammed Cheng Zhi's wrist away.

The casual smile that hung on his face before has long since disappeared.

His movements are not small, attracting a lot of attention.

Under his influence, Cheng Zhi broke away from Mr. Wu's hand in disguise.

She hurriedly sat a little further away, hugged her red wrists, and looked sideways at everyone's inquiries.

Mr. Wu's sweat seemed to be on his hands, and the sticky feeling penetrated his skin and covered his heart.

It was more unbearable than the pain in the wrist.

Cheng Zhi was out of breath for a while, and her stomach, already stimulated by alcohol, reacted first.

She quickly raised her other hand to cover her mouth, but the sound of retching continued to overflow.

Without caring about anything else, she got up and stumbled out of the box.

There are public restrooms at the end of the corridor.

She rushed in, held onto the sink, and vomited out everything in her stomach.

In addition to the wine, there are remnants of pills.

After flushing, gargling, and washing her hands repeatedly, she got up, stared at her ghostly pale self in the mirror, stared blankly for a few seconds, and turned to leave.

At this time.

"I've been a wine hostess, shouldn't I be able to drink well?"

Huo Linyuan leaned against the wall outside the door, half of his face was illuminated by the golden light, his tone was cold, and his eyes were unpredictable.

"Aren't you delaying my business by doing this?"

"Do business with me?" Cheng Zhi asked, her heart that had just calmed down began to fluctuate again.

Facing his malicious words and deeds, she hated herself for still not being able to deal with them calmly!

"As I said, your role is more than just cleaning."

Taking a look at the marks left by her on her wrist, Huo Linyuan raised his lips lightly, "Go back and drink after you spit it out, don't even think about running away again."

"Mr. Huo, you think highly of me." Cheng Zhi smiled wryly, and walked back ahead of him.

But inexplicably, after going back, Mr. Wu didn't make any more moves.

But drinking is inevitable.

That night, Cheng Zhi got very drunk.

When he regained consciousness, it was dawn.

She was lying in the small staff dormitory, surrounded by the noise of colleagues washing and moving around.

Before she was fully awake, she received a call from Sister Ou, informing her to dress up in advance tonight.

She bowed and curled up, feeling bitter in her heart.

And when he finished his day's work, he dragged his exhausted body and knocked on the door of the box.

She froze at the door for a moment.