He, who had rarely drunk before, had also learned to go drinking at bars with others after work. He no longer resisted company gatherings or colleagues' get-togethers, and often drank until he was dead drunk.
That morning, he woke from his hangover and discovered that the room before him was not the one he knew.
When his gaze fell on the woman with her back to him, doing yoga on a mat on the balcony as she faced the morning sun, he was so startled that he rolled straight off the bed and onto the floor.
Using both his hands and feet, he pulled himself up by the edge of the bed and stupidly clutched the bedsheet. "I... How did I end up here?"
The stunning woman stopped moving, turned around, and walked toward him barefoot.
With a calm expression, she said, "Last night, the employees from our company and your company's project department had dinner together. You and I both drank too much."
"You... I..." Wang Zhiyao knew he had drunk too much, but... but how had he ended up with her...
He had blacked out from drinking and couldn't remember anything that happened later that night. He only remembered a group of colleagues egging him on, and that he had drunk quite a lot.
If he had known this would happen, even if they beat him to death, he would never have drunk so much.
Seeing his expression, Cen Yue understood what he was thinking.
"Don't worry. We're all adults. I won't pester you."
"Then... then I'll be going."
Wang Zhiyao had never encountered anything like this before, and his mother had never taught him what to do in such a situation. He simply acted on what he felt, without ever considering the question of responsibility.
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