Before long, the two women returned.
Chen Die grabbed a beer and took small sips. "Director Wu, you can't hold your liquor," she said.
Wu Qiangwei hummed in response without saying anything and picked up a beer.
Chen Die was instantly a little nervous but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw her drinking.
At that moment, she noticed Wu Qiangwei picking up her cell phone, seemingly chatting.
Wang Dahai: "Go home."
Wu Qiangwei: "?"
"Just do as I say, go home."
"Why are you here?"
Wang Dahai didn't answer but instead said, "I'll go back first and wait for you."
"Chen Die is going back with me, she'll see us."
"It's fine, she won't see."
Confusion filled Wu Qiangwei's mind as she read Wang Dahai's somewhat incomprehensible messages.
No matter how much she asked, Wang Dahai wouldn't explain.
But she believed Wang Dahai wouldn't harm her.
Since he said so, there must be his reasons.
"Let's go back," Wu Qiangwei put down her phone and said.
