Yun Sifeng stood haggard and embarrassed at the door, pitiful.

The suit he was wearing was crumpled, and he could smell a faint smell of wine when he got closer.

"Are you crazy?"

"Don't you know you're allergic to alcohol?".

Yun Sifeng's exposed...

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