"...Are you drunk?" Zhang Ming couldn't resist asking, his voice tinged with worry as he watched her struggle to turn the ignition key, coupled with the empty bottles of alcohol.
"!"
Cai Wenxi flinched, a sharp movement betraying her surprise.
Whirling around with a glare, her eyes narrow and defensive, she snapped, "What? Can't I even drink alone now? Is it too — against the policy of your family!?" Her voice was sharp, laced with irritation and a hint of anger.
"!"
Zhang Ming couldn't help but be taken aback. Shaking his head, he instructed, "Drive back to the hotel," before closing his eyes and leaning back against the seat.
Observing her red and swollen eyes, he felt that any attempt to reason with her would backfire.
This woman was clearly drunk, and he knew she harbored deep resentment towards him.
