Liu Xiaoyu mumbled something, "thud," and then collapsed again.
"Hey..."
Zhou Chengchen frowned. She heard his words clearly — he was apologizing to her. Why was he apologizing?
Hey buddy, get up and clarify your words before you pass out drunk.
After about twenty minutes, a silver-white Benz stopped by the roadside.
As soon as that car came over, Zhou Chengchen noticed it and frowned instantly. Was she plagued by bad luck these days? How come she kept running into Xi Siyan?
Before the car came to a complete stop, Zhou Chengchen stood up, ready to leave, but upon seeing Liu Xiaoyu, she reconsidered. Leaving a drunk person here wasn't something she could do, so she sat back down.
Sure enough, Xi Siyan soon walked over to them, his face expressionless. He glanced at the intoxicated Liu Xiaoyu and settled the bill effortlessly: "I'll take you both home."
His reaction was as if nothing had happened yesterday. Zhou Chengchen pressed her lips together, feeling unsettled inside.
