My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

Late at Night

In one of Beijings top-tier apartments, a drunk man stumbled his way back to his place. His hands were trembling heavily as he searched for his keys. It took him a long while before he finally managed to open the main door.

He zig-zagged into the apartment, before subconsciously turning on the lights.

The newly renovated space was revealed in its full glory, under the chandelier was a man struggling to stand his ground.

The man held on to the walls and furniture as he made his way to the balcony. He then uncorked a half-filled whiskey bottle and gulped it down his throat.

Amber fluid splattered all over his Versace shirt, but he had no intention of stopping.

After several huge mouthfuls, the man choked on the whiskey before he coughed and collapsed onto the ground.

“Guodong?”

Around this time, a middle-aged woman came through the unlocked door and witnessed the barely conscious young man on the ground who was covered in dirt.

Luo Cuishan rushed over to check on her son. Since her departure from the police station, she had been trying to reach Ning Guodongs number, but to no avail.