Mr. Gong, your Liuba

A sudden clap of thunder startled Leng Xiyue, who was at the entrance of the company.,He guzzled down copious amounts of alcohol, crying all the while as he lamented the years of dedication and effort that had amounted to nothing.,Leng Xiyue didn't even look at the other person, assuming he was a bartender. She grabbed his waist, her voice husky with alcohol, and cried, "I feel sick, take me to take a bath..."。