It's common knowledge not to touch drinks left after leaving the table.
If it was someone else offering the drink, she definitely wouldn't drink it.
But this person... was a friend of seven or eight years, who once saved her life on set...
Ruan Xixia hesitated slightly, smiled faintly, and still raised her glass...
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Canglan Hotel.
Mou Yiweng, wearing large sunglasses, carried the unconscious Ruan Xixia to the front desk.
"Book a presidential suite."
"Okay, sir, will both guests be staying?"
"Yes."
"Then could you please show both IDs?"
Mou Yiweng handed over his ID card and Ruan Xixia's ID card, which he found in her handbag.
He even deliberately removed his sunglasses and gently touched Ruan Xixia's face, as if posing for a picture.
The receptionist recognized him as Mou Yiweng, but showed no surprise, swiftly completed the check-in, and handed him the room card and deposit slip.
