Song Huanyan looked at Yun Jianchen with scorn, having seen what his alcohol tolerance was like, she didn't believe a word.
Yun Jianchen when drunk was simply an idiot.
Song Huanyan took a bath and went to bed to catch up on some sleep. Yun Jianchen also took a bath, changed his clothes, and went to the company.
Song Huanyan slept until the maid called her for lunch at noon. She got up, ate lunch, returned to her room, and grabbed her cellphone, which kept buzzing with WeChat notifications.
Yue Xiaowan: An Yue, Song Huanyan, you guys come out!!!!
An Yue: What's up? Can't wait to thank us?
Yue Xiaowan: Thank your grandpa.
An Yue: Stop thanking my grandpa. He's got nothing to do with you, not related at all. If you're going to thank anyone, thank me.
Yue Xiaowan: Where's Song Huanyan? Get out here.
Song Huanyan: I'm here. What? You want to thank me too? Ah... We've been friends for so many years, no need to thank me.
Yue Xiaowan: Thank your grandpa.
