Chapter 265 A Beautiful Counterattack

• The room was dark, and Yixi groped for the switch on the wall. The sudden brightness made Wumeili instinctively shield her eyes with her hand.
• Yixi noticed the scattered bottles on the floor and the disheveled state of the bedroom. Wumeili sat on the bed with unkempt hair, the sheets were untidy, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the air.
• "At your age, resorting to drinking to drown your sorrows? I bought you this big house, you should at least keep it tidy," Yixi sighed.