As night fell, Ling Youmei sat on the tatami by the window with a cigarette in her hand.

The smoke curled up, confusing her face.

"Cough, cough..." Ling Youmei still wanted to take another breath, but the choking smell of smoke made her throat itch.

She was not a smoker. Ever since she had escaped marriage two years ago and came here, she would occasionally play with Tang Kou and learn from her to smoke for a while.

Today, she was obviously too depressed, so she thought of smoking.

Not only did Master Ho suddenly force a kiss on her, but it was also because Qi Yueze and her half-sister were going to be married in two days.

If she said that she didn't care at all, she would be lying to herself.

However, she could only suppress this kind of worry in her heart. Even Tang Kou couldn't say it, let alone others.

Ling Youmei wanted to smoke like Tang Kou, but after smoking for a while, not only did she not relieve her emotions, her throat felt uncomfortable and her eyes turned red from the smoke.

She stubbed out her cigarette in the crystal ashtray on the tatami and was about to go out to drink when her phone suddenly rang.

Ling Youmei was on vacation, so there shouldn't be anyone contacting her. She picked up her phone in confusion and saw that it was Joe.

"Are you free tonight?"

Joe sent her a message.

Ling Youmei was stunned. She looked at the calendar on her phone and confirmed that today was not the weekend, nor was it the day that she and Joe usually agreed to meet.

However, she was feeling empty and lonely right now. She needed him.

"Yes, but today isn't the weekend." Ling Youmei pretended to hesitate as she replied to him.

"I came to S City today and wanted to see you." Joe quickly sent another direct message.

Ling Youmei's eyes darkened, and the corner of her mouth curled up into a charming smile, "OK, we'll meet at the bar where we first met in an hour."

She walked into the bathroom and took a shower, then opened the closet and took out a peach-colored tight skirt and put on a lot of makeup.

She picked up a small black leather bag and walked out in high heels.

She drove all the way to the "Imperial City" bar where she met Joe for the first time.

There was a hubbub of voices inside the bar, colorful lights flashing, and loud music. Men and women were swaying on the dance floor.

Ling Youmei walked straight to the bar counter and sat down on a high chair. She ordered a Bloody Mary.

It was very easy for a beautiful and dazzling single woman like her to attract men.

Ling Youmei had only sat down for less than five minutes, and there were already many men who invited her to drink and dance, but she rejected all of them.

Her purpose for coming here tonight was very clear. She was waiting for Joe and did not plan to hook up with other men.

Ling Youmei sat there drinking alone. Not long after, she had already drunk five or six Bloody Marys.

She shook her dizzy head and turned around to enter the dance floor.

Ling Youmei was dancing inside, shaking her long hair that was draped over her shoulders, venting the emotions in her heart to her heart's content.

After getting tired of dancing, she returned to the bar and continued drinking.

Looking at the time, it had already been half an hour, but Joe still hadn't arrived.

Ling Youmei picked up her phone and sent a message to Joe, asking when he would arrive.

Another person drank cup after cup.

She could already feel her cheeks burning, her vision blurring, and her head becoming more and more dizzy...

Ling Youmei did not know how many cups she had drunk, she only knew that she was already a little drunk, and her stomach was churning in discomfort.

She staggered towards the bathroom.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist and tightly hugged her. The familiar yet unfamiliar smell of a man entered her nose.

"Are you alright?" The man's sexy and magnetic voice sounded by her ear.

Ling Youmei raised her head in a daze, and what entered her eyes was a handsome face.

She was sure that the person in front of her was a very good-looking man, and he was tall. She only raised her head to his shoulder.

Unfortunately, she was drunk now and could not see his face clearly. She was not sure who he was.

But his voice was definitely not the Joe she had been waiting for. As for why she found his voice familiar, Ling Youmei was so drunk that she couldn't remember for a moment.

"Go away, don't block me, the man I'm waiting for is not you!" Ling Youmei reached out and pushed his chest, frowning as she spoke.

The smile on Ho Shaohui's face immediately froze. He pinched her lower jaw, his gaze was like an ice blade, cold and threatening: "Who is the man you're waiting for?"

"It hurts, let go of me!" Ling Youmei struggled in pain.

"Tell me, who is it?" Ho Shaohui stared at her gloomily and asked persistently.

The corner of Ling Youmei's mouth curled up slightly. "His name is Joe."

"Joe is your adulterous husband?" Ho Shaohui pursed his thin lips, his eyes were gloomy, and his entire body was emitting a strange and cold aura.

"What adulterous husband? What are you talking about?" Ling Youmei blinked her eyes, her face full of confusion.

"Come with me!" Ho Shaohui held her hand tightly, suppressing the anger that had suddenly ignited in his chest for some reason, and walked towards the door of the bar.

"No, where are you taking me? Let go!" Ling Youmei immediately resisted, twisting her body desperately: "I already made an appointment with Joe, I can't go with you!"

At this moment, because she was drunk, her cheeks were flushed red, her eyes were misty and charming, and her entire body was emitting the charm of a sexy woman.

Ho Shaohui stopped in his tracks, his eyes narrowed into slits as he sized up her alluring appearance.

"Aren't you lacking men? If that Joe can do it, I can do it too..." He lowered his head and placed it beside her ear, blowing a breath of hot air.

"What?" Ling Youmei was startled, and her mind became even more confused. Before she could even react to what he meant, she was already lifted up by him.

The atmosphere in the bar was still as lively as before, and the loud music was deafening.

In the men's washroom, Ho Shaohui pulled her in and pressed her against the wall to kiss her deeply.

"Oh, don't..." Ling Youmei panicked and moaned softly.

Although this was very exciting, she vaguely knew that this man was not Joe.

She still had her own bottom line. She didn't want any man.

She only wanted Joe, not anyone else.

However, Ho Shaohui held her slender waist tightly and tightened his grip on her body. It was as if he wanted to squeeze her into his arms.

He kissed her fiercely, his mood getting higher and higher.

Her lips tasted very good, with a hint of wine and her body fragrance. He couldn't help but fall into this wave of love.

He couldn't stop. The more he kissed, the more he wanted it.

There had never been a woman who could give him such a feeling.

He didn't want to stop anymore.

There was nothing he couldn't get!