In Gao Min's boudoir, the heavy scent of alcohol made Lin Fan slightly frown.
Gao Min, who had brought him in, was now lying powerlessly on the bed.
Her black hair scattered across the white sheets, and her flushed cheeks still bore a smile.
"How much did you drink?"
Looking at Gao Min's drunken state, Lin Fan curiously asked, "Did something good happen?"
"Tonight… during my company's live broadcast, our sales surpassed a hundred million. So, I drank a few extra glasses. I have to thank you even more… for helping me overcome the difficulties… If the loan hadn't come through on time, I would have been in trouble. That's why I especially missed you tonight."
Gao Min, with her legs tightly clamped, looked at Lin Fan with blurred, drunken eyes. His phone call had indeed solved a big problem for her and had indirectly helped her company pull through adversity.
"What did you miss about me?"