"If your mood is poor, let's go out for a walk to drive away your worries. It's fine if we don't drink. Let's just ease your worries." Yuna saw that they were both stiffly holding onto their stances and decided to act as the mediator. "As women ah, we must always treat ourselves well. Don't take things too hard. It's good to go out for a walk; you'll feel more comfortable than if you keep everything in your heart."
Roseanne kept her head down as she tied her shoelaces, keeping silent. Anyone could tell that she was currently holding in a lot.
It was likely because Jennie had much closer to Roseanne that she gradually came to empathize with her in a lot of matters. Even as she remembered Park Jimin's instructions, she understood that Roseanne really needed an outlet for her emotions right now.
She had indeed been restraining for a month. A switch must have been flipped tonight.
"Then go. I'll go with you. You better not drink anymore. You've already had three beers." Jennie sighed softly.
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Even though Yuna and Roseanne initially only insisted for a plate of fruits and a bottle of weak, fruit wine, they could not hold out against these people's recommendations. In the end, they bought several bottles of fruit-flavored, western wine. One was red and another blue. They appeared too weak but actually contained a substantial amount of alcohol.
The consequences of mixing different types of alcohol did not require much explanation.
With Roseanne's tolerance, in less than an hour, she was leaning against the sofa, unmoving.
Jennie moved to support her. By the side, Yuna sighed in sympathy. "No wonder Roseanne Lin said that there was someone at home who wouldn't let her drink. Her tolerance is really too poor..."
"Her tolerance can be considered one of her weaknesses. Don't tease her when she wakes up tomorrow morning. Otherwise, based on the way she's been feeling recently, her heart might be smashed into smithereens." Jennie was both teasing and helpless when she looked at the way Roseanne was slumped limply like mud.
Yuna chuckled teasingly. "Is it a problem with love? Ah, I'm accustomed to seeing this. No matter how mighty a woman typically appears at work, the moment they encounter relationship problems, they all lose control like this. I can understand. I definitely won't laugh at her."
Jennie did not keep up with the mindless chatter. She supported Roseanne and headed out.
She was really drunk, and it was the first time she was so inebriated. Like a pile of mud, she was only able to stand with Jennie's support.
This pub was located underground. They needed to take the elevator to head out. She had only just brought Roseanne to the elevator entrance when Roseanne began holding onto her stomach, leaning her head on Jennie's shoulder and speaking in distress, "I've never seen... such an ill-tempered man..."
"..."
"If he doesn't want to care about me anymore, he shouldn't have come to UK, ah!"
"..."
"He came to Uk, yet he refused to pay any attention to me. I've already dialed his number, but he won't answer! He won't answer, ah! That bastard was definitely sitting inside one of those cars!"
"..."
"If you're capable, come and have a fight with me, ah! Giving me the cold shoulder like this, do you really think that just because I know that I'm in the wrong, I'll cling onto your thigh tightly and refuse to let go! Does he think he is the Buddha; that I, Roseanne Lin, am the monkey trapped in his palm unable to escape his control for the rest of my life? Let me tell you, I already escaped in my past life!"
"..."
Right now, Jennie could not pay any mind to Roseanne's incoherent ramblings.
She could only speechlessly stare through the elevator doors; it had already been wide open for more than half a minute. Her scalp tingled numbly as she stared at the tall man inside.
Roseanne realized that the elevator was already opened, but Jennie did not support her in. She narrowed her eyes and vaguely saw that a man had been standing inside for a long while.
She leaned in for a closer look. Jennie subconsciously moved to help her in, but Roseanne staggered and almost fell headfirst. Jennie frantically caught her. "Roseanne Lin..."
Just as she caught her, Roseanne raised her eyes toward the man in the lift.
From this distance, the face right before her eyes was really handsome to the point of drawing pointing fingers toward it.
Did she really drink too much? The man who clearly refused to pay her any mind and refused to see her or to pick up her calls appeared to be standing right before her.
Roseanne stared at his cold and handsome brows, his long and tall nose, and his perfectly crafted jawline. He wore a white dress shirt and a pair of black dress pants. His shirt was not fully buttoned up, revealing his collarbone. It was seductive and tempting, making people captivated.
He stood there just like that; cold, noble, and distant.
As Roseanne stared at him in her drunken state, the man lifted his brows indifferently. His gaze flitted past her coat before finally landing on her face.
His gaze was unreasonably composed; his pupils distant and unperturbed as he watched her.
Roseanne's coat was put on by Jennie earlier when she had hauled her up from the sofa. Right now, it appeared a little disheveled. Her hair was also slightly messy, clinging onto her neck. It made her skin look whiter and smoother. The inebriation also caused her cheeks to appear much rosier.
"Park Jimin" Jennie supported Roseanne with some embarrassment. She did not expect that she would be caught the very first time she accompanied Roseanne to be reckless.
It seemed like Roseanne's every move has always been within Park Jimin's sight. In this past month, even though Jennie did not exactly report to him about her, he must have been aware of everything she did and every place she visited.
The man stood in the elevator, coldly and indifferently. He did not speak.
"Roseanne has already been restraining her emotions for a month. It wasn't easy for her to finally see you today, but your attitude dug all of her suppressed emotions out. About her drinking today, I..."
Jennie was in the midst of explaining when Roseanne suddenly turned to her. She tilted her head and spoke unhappily, "Jennie... don't dress as a man anymore... after I make my escape from Park Jimin's palm, and you divorced with Kim Taehyung, why don't we marry? You're so handsome, and you're good at fighting as well... why don't the two of us just pair up..."
"..."
Jennie instantly 'tossed' Roseanne into the arms of the man inside the elevator!
Her feet were unstable, causing her nose to knock into the man's chest. The pain caused her to knit her brows as she raised her hand to tug on the man's shirt, gripping onto it. She barely managed to stand up straight, rubbing her nose as she turned to Jennie. "Jennie, why did you push me..."
Jennie watched Roseanne, who was truly completely oblivious from being drunk. She then turned to Park Jimin, whose unhappy and cold gaze caused her back to tense up. She kept her voice low as she replied, "Roseanne Lin, if you're drunk, close your eyes, mouth and sleep. Don't talk anymore."
"Am I drunk?" Roseanne stared at her strangely. Her head fell forward, leaning against the man's chest as she softly muttered, "Maybe I am drunk... no wonder this person seems so much like Park Jimin... I think, no matter who I see right now, they'll all appear to be Park Jimin... ah... I'm drunk... I'm drunk..."

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