Chen Jiayan couldn't help but find Xie Baola's earnest demeanor amusing.
He also didn't understand why Xie Baola saw him through such a filter.
He said indifferently, "We've soaked in the hot springs, let's go back, we have to return to Hai City tomorrow."
"Are we leaving just like that?" Da Pao wasn't done having fun, "We just opened the wine, let's have a drink before we leave."
"Drunk driving isn't safe."
"We can hire a designated driver."
Da Pao didn't think it was a problem.
Xie Baola's eyes shifted, "You guys drink, I need to go back early."
"What the hell?"
"What do you mean, what the hell? I still have to write the script, I do have important things to handle."
"What a buzzkill."
Though he said that, Da Pao didn't stop them.
He knew Xie Baola's goal wasn't the script but Chen Jiayan.
What kind of excuse was this script?
Even the script refused to take the blame.
Xie Baola and Chen Jiayan left first.
All the way, she didn't speak a word.
