Chen Xu called the chauffeur to pick them up outside the KTV. The car belonged to the Beijing branch of Tianluo Group and was available on demand.
He supported her to the elevator since she barely could stand on her own, relying entirely on him for support. Her head rested on his shoulder, her eyes closed, her breath exhaled with the scent of alcohol.
Looking at her flushed face, he brushed her dangling hair aside with a hint of amusement. "You can't hold your liquor, and yet you drank so much."
Hearing his voice, her long eyelashes fluttered, as if trying to open her eyes, but failed. She mumbled something incoherent from her mouth.
Chen Xu had never seen her drunk before and felt an itchy feeling in his heart. He couldn't help but take out his phone, open the video function, and softly call out to her, "Xiyun, Xiyun."
"Hmm?"
She stirred, furrowed her brows, and made a noise through her nose.
He said, "We're going back now."
