Zhao Dingli thought for a moment and said, "We only drank red wine tonight, which isn't very strong in flavor."
"Oh, that's why," Li Xiaoyun believed him.
What Zhao Dingli said actually made some sense.
Seeing that Li Xiaoyun believed him, Zhao Dingli finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Li Xiaoyun managed to help Zhao Dingli into the house with great effort.
Even though Zhao Dingli was pretending to be drunk, he didn't intend for Li Xiaoyun to take off his shoes.
So he pretended to lean against the shoe cabinet, swiftly changed his shoes himself, and then let Li Xiaoyun help him to the living room to sit.
"You took those anti-hangover tablets, haven't they made you feel better?" Li Xiaoyun asked.
"It's not as bad, but my head is still a bit dizzy," Zhao Dingli said.
"I'll make you a cup of honey water," Li Xiaoyun said, "It's good for the stomach too."
In the past, at social gatherings, she had to drink alcohol despite her fears due to gender issues, but she managed well.
