She hesitated for a moment before approaching him, "How are you feeling?"
Ji Zhihan didn't respond.
"Do you want me to take you home?" Su Yin asked.
The moment she voiced that question, she herself was shocked.
How could Ji Zhihan possibly let her drive him home?
And how could she shamelessly offer to take him home?
Mocking herself, she decided to leave.
"Mm," Ji Zhihan suddenly grunted.
It seemed like he had agreed.
But Su Yin was somewhat hesitant now.
She was genuinely worried that Ji Zhihan would be disgusted by her.
At this moment, Ji Zhihan was drunk and probably didn't even know who was talking to him.
Only after psyching herself up did Su Yin muster the courage to help Ji Zhihan up from his sofa and take him home.
She had gotten drunk a lot of times herself.
She knew too well how horrible it felt to be intoxicated.
But with good sleep, it would be much better the next day.
Obviously, a bed was more comfortable than the couch here.
