That night, Fei Yichen was called out by Leng Yixiu in the middle of the night, still the old place, still drowning his sorrows in alcohol.
When Fei Yichen arrived at the bar, the counter was already filled with empty bottles of various sizes.
"Why have you drunk so much?" Fei Yichen frowned.
Old He glanced worriedly at Leng Yixiu, who was still drinking alone, and said in a deep voice, "From the moment he came in, sir has been continuously drinking. I couldn't stop him no matter how hard I tried. Mr. Fei, you have a good relationship with sir, please try to persuade him!"
Fei Yichen pressed his lips together, stepped towards Leng Yixiu, and looked down at him.
Seeing Leng Yixiu holding a glass of red liquid about to take a sip, Fei Yichen reached out and tightly held Leng Yixiu's hand that was holding the glass.
"Stop drinking!"
