Pan Ge knew Han Lie was pretending to be drunk, and Han Lie knew that Pan Ge knew he was pretending to be drunk.
They sat tacitly in the back seat of the car. Han Lie quietly fumbled for a moment, and she naturally placed her hand in his.
Actually, the Phantom did have a partition, but with her own chauffeur present, Pan Ge didn't feel it was appropriate to raise the divider.
So, they could only engage in some covert hand-holding.
The car quickly arrived at the Sheraton next to the school. Pan Ge, feigning composure, asked, "Wake up! Han Lie, how are you feeling?"
Han Lie rolled his eyes at her with utter disdain. He couldn't figure out what she was trying to pull.
But playing along was inevitable.
"Oh... I'm okay, just a bit of a headache... Where are we?"
"At the hotel. Can you make it upstairs on your own?"
"Should be no problem… HISS…"
"Oh, never mind, I'll take you up! Honestly, drinking when you can't even handle it!"
