Having had too much to drink, Fu Qingye cried onto Li Yuan.
Kun Lun could not watch. Judging by the two empty bottles of Remy, Second Young Master Fu clearly had too much.
Boss was not that close to Fu Qingye, but Boss had no friends anyway. Fu Qingye was the only person who could hold a conversation with the Boss.
Three years ago, Second Young Master Fu met up with Boss to speak on behalf of Young Master Fu when Boss was expanding his business territory, and since then, the pair became frenemies.
"Kun Lun, send Second Young Master Fu home." Glancing at the drunkard, Li Yuan's eyes alighted with disdain as he laid out an order to Kun Lun.
"I don't want to go, I'm not leaving," Fu Qingye mumbled. His body then went limp, almost falling head first onto the table.
Eagle-eyed Shen Xi quickly pulled him aside. She looked at him and said, "Qingye, let me phone Fu Qingxuan to pick you up."
