An Xiangrong looked at Si Nian and began speaking in a low voice.
As she was speaking, her gaze shifted to Mu Yan, but the man did not show any reaction. An Xiangrong's first reaction was that something was off, but Si Nian simply said, without any concern, "Brother Mu Yan is drunk."
"Aunt Mu asked me to take Mu Yan upstairs to rest. Uncle and Auntie, along with my parents, are downstairs."
"Drunk?"
Although there was a faint smell of alcohol in the air, An Xiangrong knew of Mu Yan's drinking capacity. Even though he wasn't one to stay sober after a thousand cups, anyone in the business circle, no matter how bad their tolerance, would not easily become drunk.
So, An Xiangrong's first reaction was that something was amiss.
Without any second thought, she stretched out her hand and grabbed Mu Yan's wrist.
"What are you doing?"
