Fu Chengzhou closed his eyes.
Seeing that he was asleep, Li Xingwan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
The two of them had left the La Family residence, and it was already around eight or nine in the evening. Because Li's father was happy, he had a few more drinks with Fu Chengzhou.
At this moment, the man's noble and handsome face showed a hint of intoxication.
From time to time, Li Xingwan glanced at him, and after they got home, she walked inside. Just as she returned to the room, a pair of hands blocked the door from behind her.
"Do you remember what day it is?" Fu Chengzhou's tall figure leaned over towards her, pushing her inside.
Li Xingwan's mind buzzed.
It turns out Fu Chengzhou knew, but she had forgotten.
However, Li Xingwan remained stubborn. "I'll remember it."
"Alright." Fu Chengzhou waited, pushing her inside.
"..."
