Guided by the server, Xiang Yimo carried Zhong Lingling into the VIP rest room of the karaoke hall, which could be booked for the night, but at a high price.
Often, regulars of the karaoke hall would hire hostesses to spend the night with them.
Watching the VIP room's door close, Wang Shan's hands also clenched into fists.
She was suddenly regretting tipping off Zhong Lingling.
She had told Zhong Lingling the exact location of Xiang Yimo's revelry on purpose so that Zhong Lingling would find it and see Xiang Yimo with his arms around others, thereby deepening the misunderstanding between Xiang Yimo and Zhong Lingling.
Wang Shan had calculated everything but had not foreseen that Xiang Yimo, in his drunken state, would still only have eyes for someone like Zhong Lingling, even if he couldn't recognize her.
It was as if he had completely lost consciousness, not even recognizing himself, yet he would still be drawn to Zhong Lingling at first sight.
