"Yeah, you're not drunk."
Ling Dong saw how he looked and knew he was definitely drunk. He supported Xu Nian'an and hurried them back, saying, "Yicheng, I'll take him home first."
"I'm not going back. I want to keep drinking," Xu Nian'an mumbled drunkenly, his eyes so hazy he could barely see people clearly.
"We'll drink at home."
Ling Dong knew exactly how to comfort someone who was drunk. Sure enough, when he said they'd drink at home, Xu Nian'an stopped talking and obediently followed Ling Dong all the way home.
The weather was hot, but walking down the street, the breeze was cool and refreshing.
"Ling Dong will get Nian'an home safely." Pei Yicheng praised Ling Dong in his heart.
"I'm not worried about him. It's your leg—can you walk that far?" Xu Nianhua glanced at his leg, worried, since he had just recovered.
"I can."
Pei Yicheng caught the doubtful look on her face and said at once, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."
