"Just hold on a little longer, we're almost home," Ye Shaotang gripped the steering wheel, weaving through the night.
The person in the passenger seat had already started to doze off. She had poured quite a bit of alcohol into herself tonight, quickly succumbing to its effects. She could barely stand when leaving, leaning heavily on him.
Zhou Mingchen lifted his watch to check the time, it was eleven o'clock. It was just a pre-wedding party, and he wasn't even close with the main characters. Was there a need to stay until late into the night, lingering there without coming back?
"Where is the wife?"
"Mr. Zhou, Mrs. Zhou was taken home by Mr. Ye about ten minutes ago. He said he would take her straight home," the driver answered.
"Ye Shaotang?"
"Yes."
