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It was midnight. He Qingyu stared at the bottle of wine before him. From the mouth of the bottle to the bottom, only half an hour had passed.

Ye Zichen stared at the bottle he drank. He wildly swirled the red wine cup. Seeing the few remaining drops of liquid swaying in the wine cup, he felt very surprised. Ye Zichen smiled dumbly.

It was not easy for him to muddle his way to this point