Oh no!
Have you gotten drunk already?
Is she going crazy from drinking again?
Shen Dang squinted his peach-blossom eyes in calm control.
He hadn't wanted her to drink so much, it was her who insisted on drinking, unknowingly spurred by something.
She wasn't satisfied when he wouldn't let her drink.
What else could he do?
Qiao Xi lifted her little face, her drunk eyes gazing at Shen Dang, her voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz, "Scumbag."
Shen Dang: "...?"
What was she saying?
That mouth shape didn't seem to be calling his name either.
"Heh." Qiao Xi suddenly sneered, pushing herself up from the table once again.
This time, she was smarter, one hand holding onto the dining table, the other steadying herself against the chair, stabilizing her stance.
Shen Dang raised an eyebrow, watching her with interest.
She... wasn't entirely sober now, was she?
Qiao Xi took a deep breath and relaxed completely, "Finally, I can get divorced!"
Shen Dang: "..."
