"Oh, alright then." Lele didn't think much about whether her mother had to stay here to work.
Eli Shart raised his beer and drank with Huo Jingfeng, neither saying a word, plunging the atmosphere back into a dead silence.
They had been eating hot pot for over an hour, and Huo Jingfeng hadn't stopped drinking, one can after another, as if drowning his sorrows.
In the end, Huo Jingfeng got drunk.
Jiang Shuya tidied everything up, with Eli Shart helping out.
"What should we do with Mr. Huo?" Eli Shart asked Jiang Shuya while wiping the bowls.
"Take him with you when you leave." Jiang Shuya washed the last bowl clean.
"Huh?" Eli Shart thought he heard wrong, "Where should I take him?"
"You can dump him on the street or at a hotel, it's none of my business. As long as he doesn't spend the night here." Jiang Shuya wiped her hands, looking at Eli Shart as if to say you didn't hear wrong.
"That's not good." Eli Shart placed the bowl on the dish rack.
