"You heard me right!"
Xu Weiran rubbed the throbbing corner of his forehead and said, "Next time, remember this: regardless of whether it's beer, red wine, or any alcoholic beverage, don't touch even a drop."
Sheng Ning'an barely digested the information in his words and found it hard to accept, "So, what you're saying is, I got drunk last night and went to your room?"
"Yep!"
"And then what?" Sheng Ning'an asked with some difficulty.
Indeed, one shouldn't mess with alcohol; she didn't have a single recollection of it.
Xu Weiran glanced at her, "Naturally, I sent you back to your room."
"That's it?"
For a moment, Sheng Ning'an didn't know whether to be more shocked by the fact that she had drunkenly run to his room or that he did absolutely nothing despite her literally delivering herself to his doorstep.
Xu Weiran: "What else?"
Did this girl really think he would take the opportunity to do something inappropriate? Was he such a beast?
