Money is nothing! The Jinling rich woman Chu Keqing sighed inwardly, seething with indignation.
She glanced at the time; it was already past two in the morning.
Chen Yan's eyes were almost overflowing with drunkenness—he had deliberately refrained from using any Spell to dissolve the alcohol, instead letting it numb his body and senses.
And Chu Keqing also noticed that the two girls sitting beside Chen Yan were getting bolder and bolder.
Finally, Chen Yan exhaled, his body going limp as he slumped back against the sofa.
One of the girls immediately snuggled into Chen Yan's arms of her own accord, giggling as she leaned in close to his ear to whisper something, while the other girl smiled sweetly as she hugged one of Chen Yan's arms to her chest.
Mm, with the ancient-style costume and no underwear underneath, even half-drunk, Chen Yan could practically feel his arm pressing into something soft.
The muscles at the corner of Chu Keqing's eye twitched.
