When Huawei Ming bumped into Shang Yu and the others, he quickly let go of his hand, his gaze falling on Tang Yiting without much warmth, signaling her to keep quiet.
Tang Yiting snorted coldly, completely ignoring Huawei Ming's warning. Upon seeing Li Qiao, she made her way towards her, "Qiaoqiao."
After taking just two steps, Li Qiao greeted her without any expression, "Hello."
Tang Yiting came to an abrupt halt, pointing at her own nose in disbelief, "What?"
Li Qiao, unruffled, repeated, "Hello."
Tang Yiting, doubting her life choices: "..."
She cautiously glanced at Shang Yu and shifted a step to the side, puzzled, "What's wrong with her?"
The man tilted his head to look at the girl in his arms and curved his thin lips, "She's drunk."
Li Qiao lifted her eyelids and raised her eyebrows, "Not drunk."
"Mm, not drunk," Shang Yu indulged her with a reply, gently pressing her cheek into his chest as he circled her into the elevator.
