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Yun Xiaoran fell silent too, then hurriedly began gathering what he needed before heading to the bar.
That included a few essential trash bags and a bottle of honey pomelo juice.
For now, Yun Xiaoran still trusted Shen Jin. After all, she might have things to do tomorrow.
Besides, as a major celebrity, she surely wouldn't drink so recklessly.
Not to the point of getting completely wasted.
So Yun Xiaoran wasn't too worried. Perhaps, with his ice-cold wife a little tipsy, he would have an easier time coaxing information out of her.
By now, the alcohol had begun to hit Shen Jin. Everyone she looked at seemed blurry, and she felt as though the whole world was spinning.
Left with no choice, she leaned sideways against the sofa. Her mild alcohol allergy had turned her normally fair face bright red and left it burning hot.
Lying sideways on the sofa, she covered her face with one slender, delicate hand while clutching her phone tightly in the other.
She didn't want to miss any messages from Yun Xiaoran and leave him without a reply.
All the while, her rosy lips kept murmuring unconsciously:
"Yun Xiaoran..."
Sister Hua, who had been sitting beside her and taking small sips of her drink, could only sigh helplessly at the sight of Shen Jin making such a disgrace of herself as the National Goddess and queen of song.
Sure enough, a woman's IQ dropped to practically zero when she was in love.
But when it came to investigating a cheating man, she could turn into Sherlock Holmes, unerringly tracking down every scrap of information.
Sister Hua could only gently take hold of Shen Jin's slender wrist. Not bad. It seemed that boy Yun Xiaoran really had been keeping Shen Jin properly fed.