Remembering the photo from last night, Jiayi looked at Xiaolei again and suddenly felt relieved.
That photo, more likely than not, wasn't sent by him.
It probably wasn't even taken by him.
Xiaolei rushed to the villa today in such a hurry that it exposed her utterly boring behavior from last night.
She was just trying to upset herself.
However, it still couldn't be denied that he was with Xiaolei last night.
Though his illness had mostly healed, he had developed the habit and was still drinking very little alcohol.
Even in situations where he couldn't refuse, such as at banquets or dinner parties, he would only sip a little.
Thinking back on the photo from yesterday, he indeed drank himself into a stupor.
Was his mood really that terrible?
He would rather collapse drunk in a nightclub, staying with Xiaolei than wanting to go home.
For some reason, she simply couldn't see Xiaolei merely as his cousin.
