At a glance, Nancy realized that the light red drink Sean was about to have was actually the strongest drink here. She immediately turned her head towards Sean and spoke to stop him.
"Don't drink it, you won't be able to dance later."
Sean disregarded Nancy's warning. She continued drinking, her cheeks flushed with a hint of intoxication.
Everything appeared a bit blurred, and Sean felt a bit dizzy as she slumped onto the sofa.
Nancy felt a subtle headache on her forehead as she rubbed it, looking at Sean with a sense of helplessness.
"I told you not to drink so much."
Despite being drunk, Sean couldn't help but reply sharply.
"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."
Watching Sean act childishly drunk, Nancy's mouth twitched. She indulged Sean, hoping to stabilize her mood a bit.
"Sure, sure, you're not drunk."
While talking, Nancy picked up the landline to call the reception, instructing them to send over some sobering drinks.
