Just at that moment, He Qianhui started joking around.
"What harm can drinking do? Are you afraid that you might get confused after drinking and mistake me for someone else, or mistake someone else for me?"
"I think you would never get yourself that drunk," said He Qianhui, making Zhang Hao suddenly feel somewhat embarrassed.
"You trust me that much, huh? You also know that when people drink too much, they do silly things. What if I mistake someone else for you later on? Where would I go to argue then? So it's better for me not to touch a drop."
Since he said he wouldn't touch a drop, He Qianhui didn't try to stop him any further.
"Alright, alright, you don't have to drink if you don't want to. As for those two, they can do whatever they like."
The other two eventually understood Zhang Hao's concern as well.
They decided to drive the car toward the city center and not to fuss over the distance.
