Meng Yanxi's eyes were inexplicably wet. He smiled at Jiang Tan and said earnestly, "Jiang Tan, you need to find someone better in the future, at the very least, someone who loves all of you."
Jiang Tan wasn't drunk. Her tolerance for alcohol had improved a lot. When she heard Meng Yanxi's words, she smiled and said confidently, "Of course."
Everything seemed as if nothing had happened.
When Meng Yanxi left, his goodbye was as casual as ever, without any extra words.
He didn't convey the message Zhou Moxing wanted him to, but Jiang Tan understood it anyway.
After seeing Meng Yanxi off, Jiang Tan turned and walked back. She heard everyone urging Xiaowu to order some chicken soup so everyone could restore their energy.
Xiaowu grimaced in hesitation, saying, "It's late! Where am I supposed to get chicken soup at this hour?"
"Isn't this the perfect opportunity to prove your competence?" someone goaded. "Our assistant Wu can do anything!"
