"Chenyuan, I'm feeling a bit unwell, you should take me back," Xu Qingli had had a bit too much to drink tonight and was feeling somewhat woozy as she leaned for support on Lu Chenyuan's arm.
Lu Chenyuan checked the time and said reluctantly, "The driver will take you home. I still have things to do later."
"I'll wait for you at the door! Today is my birthday, and the family will gather to cut the cake together," she insisted.
Only then did Lu Chenyuan remember that after the annual birthday banquet for his mother, they would all return to the Lu Residence for cake, come rain or shine.
But this year was different, as Lin Yan was still waiting upstairs.
Zhou Wenbin stepped closer, whispering to Lu Chenyuan, "I'll go and take Miss Lin home. Cousin, you go back with your aunt first. The birthday celebrant takes precedence, don't displease her tonight."
A deep displeasure flashed in Lu Chenyuan's eyes.
"When did you get so familiar with her?"
