Li Ziyang, feigning concern, asked, "President Lin, do you need me to call you a designated driver?"
"No need."
After Lin Beishan left, Li Ziyang turned to Gao Jun, and seeing that he didn't react much, she grew curious, "How come you don't seem very drunk?"
"Before I came, I already took some sobering medicine," Gao Jun replied.
Li Ziyang was indeed surprised, "You're pretty smart, huh."
"But drinking too much still makes my head spin," Gao Jun smiled.
Li Ziyang suggested, "How about we find a place for you to rest a bit?"
"Alright," Gao Jun nodded, "Actually, resting in the car for a while is also an option."
"Okay, I'll help you," Li Ziyang stepped forward to support Gao Jun.
And Gao Jun leaned on her deliberately.
In the eyes of others, Li Ziyang was the young president of a big company.
An ice queen, radiating a cold and distant aura.
But now, she willingly supported Gao Jun, step by step towards the parking lot.
