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Originally, I was already quite drunk, and her actions broke down my already strained self-control, heavily pressing down on my impulses.

The next morning when I woke up, my head felt a bit fuzzy.

Recalling what happened felt like a dream, but just as I was about to get up, seeing Fan Wenyue next to me jolted me awake.

Fan Wenyue opened her eyes, looked at me, then at herself. She probably remembered last night, and her face turned red all of a sudden. She hurriedly reached out to grab her clothes from the floor.

I said embarrassedly, "Last...last night, I drank too much."

"It's okay, Manager Song, we're all adults, no need to explain. I have to get back quickly; there's work to handle at the office. Call me tonight, alright? Let's watch the game together."

With that, Fan Wenyue hastily dressed and left. Her straightforwardness caught me off guard, and by the time I reacted, she was already gone.