Hotel, in the corridor
Even though they had left the wedding banquet hall some distance behind, the sounds of clinking glasses and drinking games could still be heard, growing gradually fainter. Meanwhile, Jiang Chengsi's increasingly ragged breathing became more distinct.
He supported himself against the wall with one hand, trudging slowly.
Sitting at the table earlier, he hadn't felt like he'd drunk too much, but upon standing, the world spun, and he nearly lost his balance.
"Fourth Master, are you alright?" The woman walking beside him, her voice deliberately sweet and affected.
Jiang Chengsi's vision was a bit blurry, unable to clearly see her face, he merely caught sight of her cheongsam, conjuring an image of Si Qingxiao in his mind.
Thinking that their parents were about to meet each other's parents, he smiled at her...
