Two people exited the restaurant and headed upstairs one after the other, and from a corner of the living room, Will observed everything, his lips curling into a smile.
Xiuyi also turned his gaze and, seeing this, pretended he was about to stand up.
"Mr. Xiuyi!" Will grabbed his arm, smiling broadly, "At this time, it's better we don't disturb them, don't you think?!"
Xiuyi smiled ambiguously and sat back down, "Mr. Will is right, let's continue!"
"Yes, continue!" Will raised his glass to clink with his, "It looks like we'll have many opportunities in the future."
"Of course," Xiuyi laughed.
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Ascending the stairs step by step, Qian Xueying's movements became increasingly unsteady.
The alcohol had started to go to her head, and though she tried to maintain control, her legs were getting a bit wobbly, and her eyes, as well as her body... were starting to disobey.
The liquor was strong, and she had indeed drunk a bit too much tonight!
