9:00 p.m.
Freya looked at Ryan and Forrest, who were utterly drunk at the table. Then, she glanced at Jessica,
who had drunk a few glasses of wine. She was totally speechless. “Jessica…”
“Uh… I want to go to the bathroom.” Ryan staggered as he stood up all of a sudden. He grabbed Freya
too. “You… You’re coming with me.”
“I’m going with you…”
Before Freya could finish her sentence, she was forcefully yanked out by Ryan.
“You’re the only one who didn’t drink. I’ll only feel reassured if you’re the one coming with me,” Ryan
said as he pulled her outside.
When the private room door was closed and both of them had walked a distance, only then did Ryan’s
swaying body stand straight. His tipsy eyes became clear again.
“You were… pretending to be drunk.” Freya was dumbfounded. “Why are you doing this? I’m going
back…”
“How stupid are you?” Ryan yanked her back. He laughed and said, “Can’t you see that I’m trying to
make them spend some time alone on purpose? ”
Freya was shocked. No wonder he was acting differently from usual tonight and kept having toasts with
Forrest. He was trying to get her brother drunk. That was so scheming of him. “You’re crazy. My brother
and Jessica…”
“Your brother’s girlfriend was Jessica when he was studying abroad. Did you have no clue at all?” Ryan
raised his eyebrows.
“I… I do know some things, but only a little, ” Freya said vaguely, “But they’ve already broken up, and
so much time has passed since then. Jessica was married before too…”
“So what if she was married before? It’s fine as long as they both still have feelings for each other.”
Ryan was unconvinced. “Besides, if your brother has really gotten over her, why didn’t he get another
girlfriend even though so many years have passed?”
“Forrest was meeting a girl a few days ago. He’s getting to know her…”
“If he has really moved on, nothing will happen
tonight,” Ryan said as he smiled. “Anyway, I can only do this much. Give them a chance. Let’s go and
not be third wheelers.”
After he spoke, he leaned all of his body weight on Freya. “Quickly, hold me up. I’m really drunk.”
“To hell with you. I won’t believe you anymore. You’re not drunk at all.” Freya almost lost her balance
because of Ryan pressing against her. She pushed him annoyedly.
“Sis, I drank so much white wine. Do you think I’m invincible when it comes to holding my liquor? I was
just forcing myself just now. Hold me up. I’ll be embarrassed if I fall.”
Ryan hugged Freya’s waist as he spoke. He pressed half his body against her intimately.
Freya was out of options due to his shamelessness. She could only enter the elevator with him angrily.
When they arrived at the parking lot, Freya gave Jessica a call. “Jessica, Ryan puked and dirtied his
clothes just now. I’m bringing him back to the official residence first. Can you tell my brother that I’ll help
him…”
Before she could finish speaking, Ryan snatched her phone away. “Forrest has had too much to drink
and you’re drunk too. It’s inconvenient for you to send him back. I’ve booked a room for him upstairs.
You can bring him up.”
After Ryan spoke, he hung up straight away and tossed the phone into Freya’s hands.
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