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As she spoke, she ran toward the bathroom.
As Wen Jing dashed past Xu Ningyue, a wave of alcohol scent hit her, and Xu Ningyue scolded, "You stinky girl, drinking so much! You just couldn't inherit any of your dad's good traits, but you had to inherit his drinking."
Wen Jing quickly closed the bathroom door behind her.
...
That night, Wen Jing tossed and turned. Zhou Sicheng's words kept knocking against her not-so-solid heart. She hardly slept, and just when she finally did, the alarm went off again.
After turning off the alarm, she fell asleep again. Ten minutes later, the alarm rang again, and she stumbled out of bed, still in a daze.
She didn't know if it was the lack of sleep or if last night's alcohol still hadn't worn off completely, but her head was still throbbing with a dull pain.
She clutched her hair and yawned as she left her room to go to the bathroom to relieve herself and wash up.
Xu Ningyue had put on her shoes and was about to leave with her bag.