Man, what's wrong with you?

Sherry and Chester had already been chatting for a while and still, the client hadn't replied yet. When they had finished eating the roast chicken, they started drinking beer.

Chester had brought several cans of beer and he quickly went through all of them as he started talking about his college days.

"I heard you were quite popular back in the day. The professors said you were very popular with the girls. Everyone wanted to date you. You were practically everyone's dream guy!" Sherry's cheeks were already flushing as she was already a bit drunk.

Chester could see that. Still, he gazed at her with a smile on his face.

This was a completely different from Sherry from how she normally acted.

"Are you saying that you had a crush on me during that time?" he asked with a smile.

Stunned for a moment, Sherry shook her head. Then she said frankly, "No, I liked someone else back then."

Chester raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised at Sherry's honesty. "Really? Who did you like back then? Who could you possibly have a crush on?"

Sherry narrowed her eyes and smiled. She put her index finger against her lips and whispered, "That's a secret."

After she spoke, she raised her head and downed a big gulp of beer. Then she clicked her tongue as if to say that she wanted more.

The beer he had brought was imported and it tasted very good. However, Sherry couldn't drink much as she didn't really want to get drunk again.

As Chester looked at Sherry, he couldn't help but wonder to himself if Sherry was the type to get crazy whenever she got drunk. He didn't really like taking care of people like that.

Still, he didn't stop her from drinking more. Sherry was already tongue-tied just from finishing her first can. By the time she had finished drinking her second, she was already leaning on the table.

"Sherry," he called softly.

She merely mumbled in response, still not budging.

As Sherry lay her head on the table, her hair fell consequently covering her entire face. Chester then reached out to lift her hair away from her face, showing her lovely face.

Staring at her for a while, he suddenly stood up.

Upon checking, he saw that there was still no new e-mail—the client still hadn't responded. He then turned off the computer and bent down to pick up Sherry.

It was already 11 at night. He had gotten her address from her resume but he didn't want to drive her home.

So he went up to the elevator to take her to the lounge behind his office.

Suddenly, Sherry groaned, giving a loud burp. Chester merely smiled to himself upon hearing this. She was so different to how she normally acted.

"You said it yourself. I've already signed my name..." she said in a daze.

After a few moments of silence, Chester asked, "What did you just say?"

I can change myself

fixed his gaze

her lips, looking

was she dreaming about? Even in her dream, she was begging this person not

he was placing the blanket on her, he caught sight

cut her wrist

looked at her wrist in disbelief. Was she

her more as he didn't want

sighed as he turned off

shone brightly through the

Jeremy was sitting

the industry so along with competing with each other, they often worked together too. Since they were classmates before, Jeremy's first choice of collaboration was SZ Advertising

and Chester were the

would like to be exempted from any responsibility and obligation. Does your company want to transfer all the potential risk to

man sitting next to Jeremy was in his 50s. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, a nice suit, and a pair of leather shoes. As

Chester said with a smile.

face, Jeremy threw the contract in his hand into the middle of the table and said, "Then please show

a smile, "Last night, Mr. Ou suddenly made a series of rather demanding requirements. Needless to say, we were caught off guard. We still need to prepare for these new demands but we are more than ready to work with you. Mr. Ou, we'd like to ask

the fact that Chester was with Sherry.

In the lounge.

the sun hit her face. She used her hands to cover her eyes and it took her a while before she was finally able to fully open her

through the clouds, the building shone

already morning and she suddenly remembered that she had

sat up abruptly and ruffled her disheveled hair. The blanket fell on the floor as soon as she stood up. She had no idea where

what had happened the

but she still couldn't recall what had happened. It seemed as if she

that Chester had brought beer and roast chicken

entire chicken and

wasn't even that close to

that almost everything was in black and white. Even the file cabinets were black. She

walked towards the door

she saw was a group of men in suits having a meeting. They were all looking at her as it seemed that she had interrupted their

didn't know why she couldn't hear them from outside. If she had, she wouldn't have opened

she stammered. She couldn't believe that she would see the last person

from her too. He was wearing a white shirt and a blue tie. She

he seemed

had been ripped out of

didn't come home the previous night and when he called her, she didn't answer. He was up

Sherry was here right now in her disheveled hair and rumpled clothes. Her cheeks

a good explanation for all of