Yang Chen laughed bitterly, thinking to himself that it turns out Zhuo Jingyu learned this trick from Uncle Zhuo.
Recalling his times with Elder Zhuo, he felt quite nostalgic.
The old man kept laughing as he listened to Yang Chen recount those interesting events back in the Guard.
As they talked and drank, Elder Zhuo fell asleep on the table, and Yang Chen was also drunk.
After sending Elder Zhuo back to his room, a tipsy Yang Chen followed Ye Xin to leave.
When he woke up the next day, Yang Chen shook his head and let out a wry smile.
He rarely got drunk, but last night he did.
Maybe it wasn't the wine that intoxicated him, but himself.
Yang Chen lifted the summer quilt to get out of bed, but upon lifting it, his expression changed drastically.
His clothes... he was down to just his underwear!
Who changed his clothes yesterday?
Yang Chen started sweating coldly on his forehead.
He quickly put on some clothes and dashed out of the room.
