"Sir!"
The household servant saw Su Jianteng being helped through the door and hurriedly stepped forward.
"You all can leave." Su Jianteng watched the figures sway before him. He only felt a faint headache, and the momentary sense of beauty he had imagined in his mind vanished.
For the woman he couldn't have, he always pined intensely, especially if she was stunningly beautiful with a captivating figure. Just thinking about her could set his emotions surging.
After the servants withdrew, Su Jianteng waved his hand, and the driver sensibly left as well.
Over the years, he had never been drunk at any occasion, yet tonight, after just a few glasses of wine, he felt tipsy. He was well aware that he was drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
The Jianjia Alley project showed no signs of progress, and on top of being deceived into losing a child by his wife, in his disheartenment, he began to long for the woman he couldn't have!
