C56 Did They Believe It?

Yan Chuyang pitifully shrunk into a small ball in the noisy room. His face was red as he lied down on the table to sleep. His expression looked painful, and his delicate eyebrows were knotted.

Wei Qing grinded his lower teeth. He just wanted to capture that good-for-nothing cousin of his and give him a good beating.

When Yan Chuyang woke up from the alcohol