Yang Jinxia was driving. As she turned at the first big bend, she deliberately slowed down. Amidst the swaying of the car, she still heard Chen Xu grunt beside her. Turning her head to look, she saw that he had opened his eyes and was frowning, seemingly in discomfort.
"Are you awake?"
"Where are they?" Chen Xu was clearly still heavily intoxicated, his speech slightly slurred as he muttered.
"They all passed out because of your drinking. Surprisingly, you have a large capacity. You drank almost two bottles, and I couldn't stop you."
"Nonsense, I can only handle five drinks at most. None of your words are true."
Yang Jinxia turned her head to look at him, saw his eyes half-closed, his gaze hazy, and said, "You really are drunk. I am taking you home now."
Chen Xu moved his upper body, seeming to remember something. He propped himself up a bit, then fell back down and gave up. After a while, he murmured, "I don't want to go home, I don't want to go home..."
