By the tenth drink, Ye Xiong didn't even know how he swallowed it. He felt dizzy and his vision blurred, then collapsed onto the sofa.
He had no idea when the party ended or who carried him to his room. When Ye Xiong finally woke up, it was already four or five in the morning.
What a huge loss. This time, he'd suffered a double loss, never expecting to falter at such a critical moment.
Ye Xiong got up and drank some water. As the alcohol slowly dissipated, his mind began to clear. He took out his phone and checked the time; it was already past four. Recalling Yang Xinyi's words before she left, he felt another pang of discomfort. He decided he would go with her to file for divorce at dawn. As for his sister-in-law's banquet in a few days, he would just muddle through it. After all, the two of them were used to acting.