Perhaps it was the peculiar tone in his daughter's voice that mildly alarmed Yue Jiandong, even though he had been drinking.
"What's that?"
Yue Qingqing walked over and patted her dad on the right shoulder, "Dandruff. You must not have dried your hair properly after your bath last night before going to bed."
"I was wondering what that was, scared me for a moment."
Yue Jiandong mumbled, "Yingzi, I'm off now."
"Let me help you downstairs."
Zhang Ying accompanied her husband to the car and instructed the driver, Xiaoliu, to keep an eye on him before heading back upstairs.
She was still worried, "I wonder if he can sober up later, wouldn't want him falling asleep in the meeting room."
Yue Jiannan happened to come out to pour water for his wife and smiled at what he heard, "Sister-in-law, if you're worried, why not go with him?"
