The following morning, as soon as Cheng Ye saw Zhu Qianying, he began to apologize with a full face of guilt.
"Why are you apologizing to me? You only got drunk because you were trying to help me ward off the wine!"
Zhu Qianying saw through it clearly, unwilling to accept this contrition.
"Did Young Master Yan misunderstand?" Cheng Ye asked this question; evidently, after vomiting, he indeed sobered up.
"What is there to misunderstand about..." Zhu Qianying spoke those words with unbearably guilt.
"I rather wish he would misunderstand!" Cheng Ye laughed.
Zhu Qianying glared at him, "You better not try it!"
Cheng Ye chuckled and walked into the processing plant with her.
In the afternoon, Zhu Qianying boarded the return flight with the accompaniment of Yan Family's bodyguards. Cheng Ye still had some minor details to discuss with Boss Qian, requiring him to stay in the capital for another day or two.
