Late at night, Song Yuqiao was like a lonely ghost wandering alone on the road. Two people who were walking towards him saw him and were scared away.

  But Song Yuqiao doesn't care about anything now.

  Her heart was in agony, and she could no longer distinguish whether it was because she would never have her own children or because of Ye Zhenan's betrayal.

  Walking along the road, ahead is A University's student street. At this time, all the shops have closed except for one glass door bar that still has light on.

  In the bar on the back street of the university, there won't be as many weirdos as in a nightclub, with a light piano tune playing inside, it doesn't feel like a bar, but rather a coffee shop.

  Song Yuqiao sat down next to the bar and asked the bartender for a bottle of wine and a glass, then drank one cup after another.

  She gazed at the liquor rippling with luster, her eyes fixed intently, that heart-wrenching pain had been completely numbed by the alcohol.

  Actually, she can only drink one cup of wine. The only good thing about her drinking is that she doesn't cry or make a scene when drunk, but instead sits quietly, and it's impossible to tell that she's already intoxicated.

  The young man behind the counter was a young fellow who noticed that she hadn't moved and went over to take a look, giving a start.

  Song Yuqiao's face was covered in tears.

  "Uh, miss, do you need someone to pick you up? Are you a student here?"

  Song Yuqiao's eyes were dazed and confused, and she stared blankly for a moment before saying: "Pick me up? Who will pick me up, no one is coming to pick me up..."

  As she spoke, she also let out a hiccup herself.

  "So you..."

  "I'm feeling particularly good now, so I just want to drink a few more cups. Do you know? I was the school flower back then, and there were many boys chasing me... After picking and choosing, I chose Ye Zenan, my husband. He was really good to me at that time, but later... I dropped out of school..." Song Yuqiao swirled the wine glass in her hand, tears falling down one after another, but a silly smile still lingered on her mouth. "Oh, it can't be my husband, he's about to become someone else's husband. His mother dislikes me because I couldn't have children, and I'll never be able to be a mom..."

  The bartender said: "You're drunk, call someone to come and pick you up?"

  Song Yuqiao took out her mobile phone from her bag, "Hmmm, make a call..."

  She flipped through her phone's contact list, staring at the name "Ye Zenan" for a long time before dialing, but no one answered despite the ringing tone.

  The bartender noticed her lying motionless on the bar and said, "Miss, can you still make a call? Get someone to come pick you up?"

  Song Yu stared at the bartender, who had already split into three overlapping shadows. She counted on her fingers, "Looking for someone? Looking for my husband? No way... He's got a mistress with a big belly, haha, how ironic... How about Lu Lu? No way, she's still in Australia... Zheng Rong? Nope... Hua Shuo..."

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  The dinner party hosted by Mr. Hua.

  Although it is said to be for charitable donations, in fact, it was just Huazhen's excuse to invite Pei Sheng.

  She drank a lot of wine and leaned on Pei Si Cheng's body, pretending to be dizzy. She wore a cheongsam-style dress with a high slit today, just because she had just heard that Pei Si Cheng had a preference for women in cheongsams.

  Pei Si's face wore a faint smile as he called over the nearby waiter, "Help Miss Hua to the rest room for a break."

  "No need!" Huayun stamped her foot and widened her eyes, "I... I'll just go to the restroom."

  Hua Yun had just gone to the restroom when her phone on the card seat rang.

  Pei Si Cheng originally had no intention, but his gaze fell on the name flashing on the phone screen, and he hooked up the corner of his mouth, then answered the call as if nothing was wrong.