Yan Ning returned to Beijing during the summer vacation. As soon as he got off the plane, he rushed to have a get-together with Mo Wanqiao, his little girl.
As a result, Yan Ning got drunk because of his greed for alcohol.
And because, when I stepped out of the elevator, the door of the house opposite happened to be wide open.
So, Yan Ning stepped on sheepskin stilettos, supported the wall, and staggered into the home of capitalist Ren Xiannian.
When Ren Xiannian and his party were finishing the finishing work, they suddenly saw a tall figure walking into Ren Xiannian's bedroom.
The scene, which was originally bustling because the meeting was about to end, fell silent for an instant.
The faces of everyone present were as colorful as a palette.
The person sitting at the head of the long solid wood table raised his eyebrows, and his deep eye sockets were full of deep meanings that no one could see through.
Of course, Yan Ning, who was falling asleep at this time, could not understand the anxiety of the people outside the wall. She also did not know that her unintentional act had allowed her to quietly enter another person's world.