One drink, two drinks, three drinks...
Of the two bottles of red wine, only a little was left.
Han Ruobing's pretty face was flushed, her eyes hazy, already showing signs of being five or six parts drunk.
Tang Luo saw her like this and pondered to himself, should that be enough?
"Well, wife, stop drinking, will you?"
"Hmm, no more, I'll get drunk if I do."
Han Ruobing nodded, her gaze somewhat bewildered.
Hearing Han Ruobing's words, Tang Luo muttered to himself, isn't this already drunk?
"Tang Luo, do you know why I let Yuxuan stay in Zhonghai?"
Han Ruobing looked at Tang Luo and asked.
"Why?"
Tang Luo was startled.
"Because I don't want others to dictate Yuxuan's life either, I want her to be in charge of her own destiny... So, even under great pressure, I insisted on keeping Yuxuan in Zhonghai."
Han Ruobing slurred.
Tang Luo was taken aback, quite surprised.
Because usually, Han Ruobing had often scared Yuxuan with 'sending you back to Jingcheng'.
