"..." Mr. Dong of course knew that Yue Feng ran out after getting drunk; otherwise, he wouldn't be so worried.
Last time it was a drunk driving incident, and now he dares to do it again.
Is he courting death?
"Yes! Miss Shang, thank you!" Mr. Dong remembered Shang Haohao from her last visit.
"Don't mention it!" While saying this, Shang Haohao pushed open the car door, got out, and went around to the other side to help Mr. Dong get Yue Feng out of the car.
Shang Haohao carried Yue Feng on one arm and handed him over to Mr. Dong.
"You take him inside, I'll go back..."
Shang Haohao hadn't finished speaking when Yue Feng's arm, which was hooked over her shoulder, suddenly tightened.
His center of body weight leaned against her.
"Don't leave! Don't go!"
"..." Shang Haohao twitched the corner of her mouth, was he clinging to her now?
Mr. Dong, who was watching, said: "Miss Shang, you might as well help to the end. Maybe help Mr. Yue to his room before you leave."
