Mu Yuhan looked straight at Ling Feng: "If that's not the case, would you send me back?"
Ling Feng: "Uh..."
He was a bit speechless, not knowing what this girl meant.
But in his heart, he seemed to vaguely understand something.
Mu Yuhan pursed her lips and sat up, looking at him and said: "I'm not that bad at handling alcohol, but without an excuse to leave, nor an excuse for you to come here, I could only pretend to be drunk!"
"Well, your acting skills are quite good." Ling Feng said with a bitter smile.
Mu Yuhan stared straight at him: "Do you know why I did this?"
"Uh, no, not really clear."
Ling Feng thought to himself that even if he knew, he couldn't say it. If he said it, would this young lady still have any face left?
Mu Yuhan didn't say much more, she just stood up and said: "Forget it if you don't know, sit for now, I'm going to change clothes!"
After she finished speaking, she got up and went out the door, her walk no longer wobbly, not looking drunk at all.
