The eyes were full of clarity.
No signs of being drunk at all.
Shirley Grant: ...…
Her mouth twitched, and her face darkened completely, so was this damn man's rogue act earlier all just a facade?
Shameless, absolutely shameless!
However, it only took a few seconds for Shirley to notice something was wrong.
Although Andrew looked normal, there was something slightly amiss.
"Hey!"
Shirley frowned as she slowly squatted down to be level with the person sitting on the ground.
She reached out and poked him.
Andrew shook his body and turned to look at Shirley.
In his eyes, there was nothing obvious, yet a trace of drunkenness lingered.
Shirley Grant: ...…
So, this man really is drunk.
"Get up, go back and rest!"
Shirley ordered in a commanding tone.
Andrew frowned at her, and then slowly stood up.
"Woman, why are you yelling like that, lacking dignity?"
Uh...
Shirley felt like a flock of crows was flying overhead.
What does he mean by lacking dignity?
