"There, there, no more crying. Uncle Li will take you home."
Uncle Li helped Gu Yao towards the Bentley.
Gu Yao seemed to remember something, looked around, but saw that the person who had just saved her had left.
She glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, thought about throwing it away, but didn't.
"When we get back, Uncle Li will have someone make you some hangover soup. Don't drink so much next time."
Uncle Li helped Gu Yao to the front of the car and opened the door of the passenger seat in the rear.
The initially dizzy Gu Yao sobered up instantly when she saw the man sitting inside the car.
"Second, second brother..."
After a few seconds, Gu Yao, somewhat dazedly, called out with a voice full of fear.
Gu Sheng shifted his gaze from Ais's departing silhouette, turned his head to look at Gu Yao, who stood outside the car, head bowed, not daring to meet his eyes.
"Lift up your head," he said sharply and curtly.
