Mo Chen lifted his gaze for a moment, then sat back down, picking up a glass of alcohol and downing it in one gulp.
Qiao Ruoxin watched him drink and thought about how Lan Ke had just mentioned he'd drunk himself into a bleeding stomach.
"You should drink less."
The man responded indifferently, "Mm."
Bai Junyan saw Wen Wan and teased, "Wen Wan, you're late, that deserves a penalty drink."
"Isn't it all for your work, President Bai?"
Lan Ke started to suggest, "Let's play a game! Whoever loses does truth or dare, and no one is allowed to escape tonight!"
Everyone gathered around, ready to start the game.
Mo Chen, however, still sat in the distance and spoke in a low and indifferent voice, "You guys play, I won't join in."
Being the scholarly type, he'd always been uninterested in such things, always such a dull man.
Qiao Ruoxin obediently turned back to him and said, "Then you watch over me, I don't want to lose."
