Zhang still had her phone in hand, as if hoping someone would keep her company through the night.
Qin Xiangyi instinctively reached for her own phone too, but then thought better of it. She could not keep relying on the identity of Hua Linglong, so she obediently lay back down.
Unable to sleep, Zhang asked the waiter to bring her more red wine and stared blankly at the utterly dreamlike cityscape outside. Glass after glass disappeared as if the wine were free. Qin had been lying there for quite a while and had already turned over three times when...
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