Chen Xuan and the three of them accompanied Old Wang and Wang Yunping drinking and eating until around nine o'clock in the evening.
Only then did they return to their small courtyard to sleep and rest.
Both Yang Leshan and Xiao Yiyi had flushed cheeks from drinking, looking rather charming.
"Even though this glutinous rice wine isn't very strong, drinking too much will still make your head feel inflated, and you'll sway while walking."
Xiao Yiyi was wobbling as she walked.
Yang Leshan wasn't in much better shape, but she stubbornly boasted, "Just admit you can't hold your liquor and stop making excuses."
"Ha, you think you can drink? I don't see you doing much better than me," Xiao Yiyi retorted with a cold laugh.
"Alright, you two, stop bickering and watch where you're going."
Chen Xuan supported one of them on each side, shaking his head helplessly.
With both of them swaying, he had to manage both sides, making him the biggest victim.
