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?"

leave me. I can change myself

gaze on her

her

in her dream,

the blanket on her, he caught sight

she cut

looked at her

as he didn't want anything happening to his

sighed as he turned off the

the window as it reflected on

that moment, Jeremy was sitting across

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 Company. Surely, it was also because that the company had great

with Jeremy and Chester were the

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

gold-rimmed glasses, a nice suit, and a pair of leather shoes. As he spoke, his eyes

with a smile. "How can you say

hand into the middle of the table and said,

said with 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

was extremely upset about the fact that Chester was

In the lounge.

her face. She used her hands to cover her eyes and it took her a

through the clouds, the building

morning and she suddenly remembered that she had been waiting for

hair. The blanket fell on the floor as soon as she stood up. She had no idea

what had happened

recall what had happened. It seemed as if she had sent an e-mail to a client and had been

then remembered that Chester had brought beer

the entire chicken and

wasn't even that close to Chester. How

was in black

she walked towards the door

group of men in suits having a meeting. They were all looking at her as it seemed

hear them from outside. If she

that she would see the last person she wanted to see

too far from her too. He was wearing a white shirt and a blue tie. She still remembered buying that

Jeremy didn't look surprised anymore. Instead, he seemed angry. The

if his heart had been ripped out

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

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

all of this or she