Duan Xingzhi patted the table and said to the bartender, "Pour me a drink."
Ning Lanyu didn't stop him, instead she said to the bartender, "Give me a glass too."
After speaking, she said to Duan Xingzhi, "Since you're in a bad mood, I'll accompany you."
But Duan Xingzhi ignored her, grabbed the glass and took another large sip, as if it would somehow relieve his anger.
Ning Lanyu clinked her glass with his, took a sip herself, while her gaze remained on him. She had a thought and took out her phone, sending a message to Ning Huaiyu.
When she received another message, Ning Lanyu curled her lips into a smile, and then looked at Duan Xingzhi, who was already slumped over the bar. She stood up, patted his back, "Xingzhi, you've had too much to drink, let me take you home."
Duan Xingzhi waved his hand, not even lifting his head, "No, no need."
