"Mr. Shen drank quite a bit at today's gathering, and I was worried he might feel unwell in his stomach, so I stayed behind." The girl pointed to the half-cup of cold honey water on the side and explained with lowered eyes, "You wouldn't mind, would you",Shen Fengxi seemed to have lost his energy after drinking, with half-closed eyelids and arms crossed, leaning against the sofa. He let out a slow, sluggish white mist from his mouth for a while, not sure what state he was in, but he just hung on, his mood was low.,Meng Qiong's hand holding the photograph suddenly clenched, her last sliver of hope fading: "Why won't you answer the phone"。