City B
Luo Haofeng was made to drink quite a bit tonight.
But he wasn't drunk; his mind was clear.
However, on his way home, he suddenly felt a great sadness in his heart.
Closing his eyes, he leaned back wearily in his seat, ignoring Qiao Siyi who sat beside him.
Qiao Siyi sat quietly beside him, only occasionally casting him a concerned look, as if worried he might vomit.
"President, would you like some water?"
Seeing Luo Haofeng press his lips together, Qiao Siyi immediately picked up the cup nearby and softly asked Luo Haofeng.
"Hm."
Luo Haofeng took the cup and drank a sip, not even opening his eyes, and handed the cup back to Qiao Siyi.
Qiao Siyi took it right away and placed it on the small table beside them.
Luo Haofeng suddenly frowned, looking very uncomfortable, and in his ear, Qiao Siyi's concerned voice rang out again, "President, are you feeling uncomfortable, do you want to vomit?"
"No."
Luo Haofeng waved his hand.
