"Ye Dong, let Qianjiao send Zhantian back," Chu Baichuan pulled Ye Dong aside, "Look at how close the two of them are; why hinder your master's opportunity for romance?"
"Exactly," Meng Shiqing said with a giggly tone, "The two of them were already hugging in the private room just now, and now they are even more inseparably sweet."
"But that's not it, my master is just drunk."
Ye Dong still wanted to follow and support Ye Zhantian, only to be continually held back by Chu Baichuan and Meng Shiqing.
At the same time, Chu Qianjiao, with an attendant on each side, helped the intoxicated Zhantian leave through the back door.
"Zhantian can drink so much; how could he get drunk? A man will only get drunk when he wants to, he's just deeply into Qianjiao. You've never been in love; you wouldn't understand," Chu Baichuan said.
"Yeah, with men and women, it's all the same old stuff. Your master wouldn't be at a loss, would he?" Meng Shiqing added.
"But..."