In just a few days, what had he turned himself into?
His white shirt, crumpled like a bunch of pickles, clung to him.
The top button of the collar was undone, revealing a honey-colored chest and perfect abs that silently tantalized.
His long legs were wrapped in black suit pants, the legs of which were dusty, giving him a somewhat disheveled appearance.
Yet, this attire that closely resembled a vagabond's, combined with his striking face that evoked resentment from both heaven and men, only added a touch of ruggedness.
"You're here? Want a drink?"
Upon seeing Qin Youxuan, Dan Hanjie just curled his lips, took the wine glass from her hand, and brought it to his lips again.
His enchanting face flushed slightly, it was unclear how much he had drunk.
Qin Youxuan glanced over and saw that he hadn't touched the food in front of him at all, but several bottles of alcohol were already empty, which infuriated her.
"Bang—"
