Hearing this, Su Xi shot a glance at him, and then at the drunk and unconscious Old Patriarch Feng. Her heart moved.
"Aunt, it's getting late, so I'll go home first." Lin Cheng Zhi made a salute and left with a smile.
Su Zi looked at the man lying on the table and paused for a moment. She came forward and called, "Brother San Yuan? Brother San Yuan?"
"Mm? Su, Su Xi?" Old Patriarch Feng unconsciously called. Although his eyes were half open, he was already drunk and unable to distinguish things.
Su Xi smiled gently. "It's me. You're drunk. Let me help you in!" She picked him up and went toward the room.
The secret guards in hiding stared at the two people entering the room. For a moment, they was struck dumb. Their Aunt Su Xi wouldn't really want to...want to do that, right?
Sure enough, it really took their uncle to do it. They saw their uncle bringing a jar of wine and took care of business immediately.
