You're just his plaything

"an xiaowan?" a familiar hoarse voice called out an xiaowan's name.

An Xiaowan was stunned. When she saw the face of the man behind her in the mirror, she couldn't help but frown.

the man in the mirror had a face full of stubble that had not been shaved for a long time. his eyes were bloodshot and he looked extremely dispirited. He was simply like a vagrant.

If they had not known each other for many years, an Xiaowan would not have recognized this man as Chen Yinian.

"This is the ladies" room." she raised her hand to shake it off and stepped back.

chen yinian narrowed his eyes and walked toward her, reeking of alcohol. he said in a hoarse voice, " "Xiao Wan, did you miss me?"

He was obviously drunk, and the pain in his eyes was unconcealed.

as he spoke, he forced an xiaowan to the wall.