Chapter 1837: Chapter 1834: Her Majesty’s Incredible Strength!
Xia Weibao replied without hesitation, "No, we didn’t target her at all, you’re overthinking it."
Leng Yan was displeased, "You still say you weren’t targeting. She just wanted a group photo, and you all made it awkward for her one by one."
Zhuang Xuejun pouted, "President Leng, why don’t you say it’s your girlfriend’s preference for Baby?"
She’s made it very clear that photos can’t be taken, yet she insists on taking them. Isn’t that being difficult?
"It’s just a group photo, is it necessary to make such a big deal out of it?"
No one else spoke.
Leng Yan is in a passionate romance right now, and they weren’t about to disparage his girlfriend.
Feelings are like drinking water; whether it’s hot or cold, only you know.
"Come on, let’s continue the drinking games." Zhong Shixia tried to smooth things over.
Saying too much only harms harmony.
They’re all close friends who’ve supported each other through tough times, there’s no need to let such a minor issue hurt their bonds.
Yang Li waited until twelve-thirty but still didn’t see Xia Weibao return.
He couldn’t help but feel a bit anxious.
If anything happened to Xia Weibao, he couldn’t take responsibility even if he had a hundred heads!
He wanted to send someone to follow her, but Xia Weibao was not one to be easily managed; how could she possibly accept bodyguards?
Moreover, with her skills, she’d probably have to end up protecting the bodyguards.
As it was approaching one o’clock, he couldn’t wait any longer. The master had instructed him to keep an eye on Xia Weibao during this time, since Nan Yi was within Huaxia’s borders!
So he made a call to ask when Xia Weibao would be coming back.
Xia Weibao checked the time and only then realized how late it was.
She looked at the several people in the private room who were dead drunk, said she was heading back now, and then hung up the phone.
The women were alright as they drank relatively little.
The men were all seriously drunk.
Leng Yan was already hugging a bottle, reciting poems to the light bulb. The poems were altered so much that Li Bai’s coffin lid couldn’t stay on.
Hu Yuedan didn’t drink; she came with Leng Yan, so naturally she’d also be the one to take him home.
Zhong Shixia and Zhai En both drank; Xia Weibao helped them order a driver to take them home.
Only Han Luoqi and Xu Jiayang were left, sitting on the sofa rubbing their temples, likely too drunk to even stand.
Zhuang Xuejun hadn’t drunk much; she had to drive, so she only took a sip and stuck to tea afterward.
Xia Weibao actually drank quite a lot, but she had a good alcohol tolerance and wasn’t worried unless there was a traffic check.
"Xuejun, do you know where Han Luoqi lives?"
It’s so late, they’re probably asleep, so it’s not appropriate to call Han Luoqi’s agent to pick him up.
Zhuang Xuejun nodded, "I know."
"Then you drive him home, I’ll take Director Xu."
She knew where Xu Jiayang lived, he was still at the same place as before.
Quite puzzling, really. Xu Jiayang is successful now, can afford any good house, yet he hasn’t changed and still squeezes into that tiny place with one room and a parlor.
No one knows why.
Zhuang Xuejun agreed with the arrangement.
She walked over to Han Luoqi and said, "Can you walk?"
Han Luoqi gestured that it wasn’t a problem and then stood up.
Unexpectedly, he stumbled forward, head heavy, feet light.
Zhuang Xuejun stood right in front of him; such a tall man fell onto her, she’s so delicate, how can she possibly hold him steady? The two of them fell to the ground.
She became the cushion!
"Get up." She reached out and pushed, but found that the man on top of her was as drunk as a log, impossible to move.
After a short while, her face turned red; she was almost out of breath from the pressure!
Xia Weibao helplessly walked over and lifted Han Luoqi up, then under Zhuang Xuejun’s startled and admiring gaze, slung the man over her shoulder and carried him out...
