It left her momentarily bewildered. When she came back to her senses, she almost instinctively got up from the chair, even forgetting her bag behind, and stumbled unsteadily towards the door of the private room.
She had drunk quite a lot, and two of the bottles were strong liquor. Although she could hold her alcohol well, she still felt dizzy afterwards. Her consciousness was intact, but she saw double, so she almost bumped into the door when she reached it.
Fortunately, Nan Jiayan had already picked up her bag and followed her when she got up to leave. As she was about to hit the door, he swiftly grabbed her arm. Because Lu Shishu was already off balance, she turned around and fell into his embrace. Nan Jiayan took the opportunity to wrap his arms around her waist, worry and urgency evident on his face as he asked, "Are you okay? Did you bump into anything? Does it hurt?"
