"I remember now." Li Xiaoyun said embarrassedly, "Don't worry, I won't get it wrong."
Zhao Dingli looked at the time, then stood up and said, "It's getting late. I should head back."
"Let me call a car for you, don't drive." Li Xiaoyun said, "I know you didn't drink much, and you've had quite a bit of tea here."
"But as long as alcohol is involved, driving makes people uneasy." Li Xiaoyun said.
Zhao Dingli listened and didn't refute, agreeing immediately and cheerfully, "Okay, I'll leave the car here and come back for it tomorrow morning."
Li Xiaoyun didn't expect Zhao Dingli to agree so quickly.
She thought Zhao Dingli would say he only drank a little, so it was fine.
Plus he had tea and rested for quite a while.
The alcohol should have been mostly metabolized out by now.
But didn't expect Zhao Dingli to listen so obediently and agree.
Li Xiaoyun felt that Zhao Dingli is someone who can accept other people's opinions.
And he didn't stubbornly stick to his own perspective.
