Zuo Xingyun stood up, circled around to her side, and supported her: "I'll take you. Xun Lu, are you still sober? The designated driver is nearby and will be here soon. Go downstairs and wait for a while, and give me a call when you get home."
Xun Lu suddenly smashed her glass onto the table fiercely, "Zuo Xingyun!"
Xiang Wan was startled and instinctively shrank into Zuo Xingyun's embrace.
Confused, she looked up and saw that Zuo Xingyun's face was very pale, feeling that things might have escalated too much, she dared not speak.
She really wanted to flee the 'battlefield' immediately, but Zuo Xingyun's grip on her arm was too strong, and she struggled to break free without success.
After a long while, Zuo Xingyun took a deep breath and let go of her hand: "Wanwan, you go wait by the door first, I need to have a few words with her."
Xiang Wan couldn't have asked for more and hurriedly left with unsteady steps.
