"Hmph, who needs you to save me? Lost it, just lost it, I can't wait!" Zhang Yantong snorted coldly.
"Alright!" Ye Chen decisively took off his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt as he walked towards Zhang Yantong, who exclaimed in surprise, "What...what are you doing?!"
"Aren't you eager to lose it? Then I'll fulfill your wish!" Ye Chen flashed a wicked smile.
"Bastard, you dare!" Zhang Yantong immediately crossed her arms over her chest, glaring angrily at Ye Chen.
"Alright, get up quickly, let's eat something!" Ye Chen shrugged, turned, and walked away, saying, "I'll cook you a bowl of noodles!"
Watching Ye Chen's departing back, Zhang Yantong suddenly felt a slight twinge of emotion, she hummed softly, then got up from the bedside, only to feel a pulsing headache. Clearly, drinking too much really takes a toll on the body, resulting in a migraine.
