Zhong Ling didn't speak. Just as Sun Hang was about to turn around, she suddenly grabbed the can of bubbly mixed drink on the coffee table, pulled the ring open, and took a big gulp.
Then, she fell straight down.
Fortunately, the carpet next to the coffee table was thick and plush, otherwise, Sun Hang estimated Zhong Ling might have ended up with a concussion from such a fall.
"Well, that's simpler."
Sun Hang picked up the drunken Zhong Ling and threw her onto the bed in the guest bedroom.
He was just turning to leave, took two steps, thought for a moment, then turned back, found a new unused blanket from the closet, and covered Zhong Ling with it.
As he turned around, he discovered that Specter001 was already silently standing at the entrance to the guest bedroom, gazing at him gloomily.
"Uh, could you move aside, please?" Sun Hang gestured at the specter to move aside.
