What was even more puzzling was that, despite being a good drinker, he got so drunk that he lost his senses.
He didn't have the slightest impression! This was very odd!
He hadn't thought deeply about it before, but suddenly recalling it today made him feel even more suspicious.
"I don't know either..." Tracy's face flushed, but upon seeing the man's serious expression, she spoke earnestly, "You suddenly hugged me, and then..."
She carefully recounted the events of that night to him, finally adding, "Mr. Hanson, how much did you drink? You don't remember anything at all? And... whenever you get drunk, do you just pounce on any woman you catch?"
"Do you think I'm that kind of person?" Lorraine narrowed his eyes at her, his face exceptionally grave, pondering over and over again, he thought the matter was perplexing.
