Lu Ping was stuck between two women, watching as they downed one drink after another, and shook his head helplessly.
"This drink is chilled, so it's easily absorbed by the intestines and intoxicating when it gets into the bloodstream, so take it easy," he advised.
Lu Ping tried to persuade them and served them a few more dishes.
Ziyan said, "It's okay, you're here, aren't you?"
Youwei nodded in agreement, "Exactly, you will definitely take us home safely. You don't drink, let's drink!"
Youwei took the drink from in front of Lu Ping, extended her hand across him, and they clinked glasses before downing them in one go.
The two women didn't realize their faces had already turned red. Although they tried to control their movements, they sometimes missed when reaching for dishes, as the alcohol was affecting their thinking and balance.
Lu Ping's attempts to persuade them were futile; he could only let them be.
