Chapter 135

YuZhi stumbled against the wall, tripping over nothing, putting his hands out to stop the fall he knew was coming, and staggered onwards with intent. The world swayed back and forth, and his sense of realism was wildly skewed.

It was late, past midnight, and he had slipped out of Cheng’s bar while ZhengLi was in the bathroom. Needing air, being alone, and clearing his head now his drunkenness levels were extreme. He could barely see straight and had that surreal dopey mind of a badly intoxicated person.

Booze hadn’t stopped the internal agony and splicing pain of discovering TangShi with that scumbag Rong Cai this morning, in the Ritz Carlton looking very much like the aftermath of a one-night stand. Instead, it felt like it had taken away his ability to put it out of his head and focus on other things.

Now it was torturing him alive, and he went looking for solace. The memory of it turned his stomach again, his head a blurry mess of chaos and confused thoughts as