Gu Shengsheng also got up and walked toward the restroom.
When she returned, she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary, except that Zhao Han's snores had grown louder.
Gu Shengsheng said helplessly, "Do all kids these days love to drink this much?"
Zhao Han immediately sat up and looked at her, as if ready to glare. "Sister Gu, I'm not drunk."
"Alright, alright." She wasn't in the habit of arguing with drunkards. 'In the end, I'll just be the one getting angry. You can't do anything about someone who's just going to black out and forget everything anyway.'
Then, perhaps because he sat down too abruptly, his elbow knocked a small bowl off the table.
A jarring CRASH echoed through the room.
Gu Shengsheng had barely warmed her seat when a waiter came in. "Miss, I'm so sorry. We'll come clean this up. We apologize for disturbing your meal."
Then, with practiced efficiency, they prepared to take the broken pieces away.
