Regarding last night's drunkenness, Su Ziceng had a blurry impression, only remembering that when she woke up, her whole body felt soft and her stomach empty. She was the last one to wake up, and Sister Mu was already busy in "Admiration." It seemed like her own complaints were still lingering in her ears.
Having not returned home all night, there were dozens of messages on her pager now. Su Ziceng thought about the inevitable scolding she would face upon returning, which gave her a throbbing pain at her temples.
"Good morning," Su Ziceng greeted with a smile, addressing Sister Mu. Sister Mu looked even more spirited than her, truly a woman soaked in alcohol over the years.
