Zhang Yu, having drunk quite a bit of alcohol, leaned on the balcony railing, eyes wide open as he looked toward the road at the entrance of the residential complex.
The woman in red who had just been standing in the middle of the road had suddenly disappeared.
"Am I hallucinating?"
Annoyed and confused, Zhang Yu put out his cigarette and returned to the living room.
The sound of music and the compliments from everyone made Zhang Yu feel a little better: "Come on, come on! Tonight, we're not going home until we're drunk!"
"Team leader, I also brought you a bottle of red wine." A subordinate took a bottle out of a gift box, and from the packaging alone, one could tell it was an expensive wine.
"Little Wang is thoughtful, ah. Let's finish these drinks first, and then we can drink the others." Zhang Yu stared at the bottle of red wine, constantly reminded of the red-dressed woman he had recently seen, growing more irritable and using alcohol to numb himself.
