By the time they finished eating, it was almost time for work. Su Qiqi had sacrificed her own rest time to accompany him for a meal, but she felt quite satisfied.
In the car, Su Qiqi, looking at the incessant traffic outside, hadn't yet put aside his complaint of stomachache. "You must remember to drink less. If you have to drink while socializing next time, take me with you. I can step in for you."
"Are you good with alcohol?"
His comment silenced Su Qiqi. Her alcohol tolerance was actually quite bad; she also didn't handle it very well. However, at least she wouldn't become ill.
"Not good, but don't worry, I can drink."
Jin Muchen chuckled, and Su Qiqi assumed he was laughing at her. Annoyed, she snapped, "Hey, are you provoking me? I need to show you how well I can drink."
"I'm not provoking you; it's a smile of admiration."
