They often went bar hopping, so it was normal for them.
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Hu Xiaoxiao stood up and walked over to Jiang Zhuoheng. She whispered in his ear, "Ah Heng, should we take our leave?"
"Alright." Jiang Zhuoheng nodded. He then stood up and said, "Everyone, we're a little tired after our flight. We'll make a move."
"Ah Heng, you're such a spoilsport."
Jiang Zhuoheng smiled, remaining silent.
Ming Ansheng, who was intoxicated and couldn't even sit properly, suddenly raised his hand and waved at him. "Go ahead. Be nicer to Hu Xiaoxiao."
He then groped onto a wine bottle and poured himself another glass.
Jiang Zhuoheng frowned at him. "You should control your liquor. You're trying to ruin your health?"
He snatched the wine bottle from Ming Ansheng and placed it far from his reach.
Then he turned around and left with Hu Xiaoxiao.
