Ou Jue directly carried the already drunk Xiyan towards the guest room in the mountain villa.
An Ran was a lightweight, didn't drink, just sipped a few mouthfuls of a cocktail drink, not drunk but her little face was red.
Ji Yanche and Ruge were playing around on the side.
Raising her head, Chi Cheng was sitting in front of her, their eyes met, he seemed to be smiling yet not smiling.
Hastily averting her gaze, An Ran got up, "I'm going to the bathroom."
She left with big strides, trying hard to calm her racing heart.
Just upon reaching the sink, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone.
An Ran was startled, turning her head to see, met with Chi Cheng's extraordinarily handsome face.
"Why are you avoiding me?"
He asked directly.
Feeling a bit flustered, An Ran instinctively denied, "I'm not..."
"An Xiaoran, you're not very good at lying."
"I'm really not..." An Ran wanted to shake off his hand.
Feeling somewhat guilty.
Her mind was filled with Han Ningmou's warnings.
