Chapter 51 A Death Wish

• The cold beer, unceremoniously hurled onto Ruby, cascaded down her cheeks, infiltrating her luscious, waterfall-like hair, and drenched a significant portion of her attire, rendering her in a chaotic, disheveled state.
• Amidst this tumult, Yulian maintained his composure, gently dabbing at the beer staining Ruby's face with the care of someone tending to a delicate matter, seemingly unfazed by the disruption.
• “You good?” Yulian's concern was palpable, his voice calm and steady.