"I'll have someone come and take you home," Mo Hexuan said. "Otherwise, if you get into a drunk driving accident, our Mo Family will be finished."
"Look at you," Mo Xiaoman chuckled. "Aren't you here anyway?"
"I drank too, you know," Mo Hexuan replied confidently.
"What?" Mo Xiaoman was taken aback. "Where did you drink?"
"Don't worry, not much. Just half a bottle of beer."
Mo Xiaoman squinted at her brother, her exquisite eyes shining with wit.
Growing up in the Mo Family, everyone is sharp. Mo Xiaoman, though a woman, climbed to the position of Mo Family's Vice President, and that's not inherited; it's earned through her own efforts.
"Did you drink at home?" Mo Xiaoman asked.
Mo Hexuan, supporting Jian Yang, walked toward the door. Upon hearing his sister's question, he glanced at her: "No."
With that, he walked out.
Mo Xiaoman pursed her lips, just about to ask who he drank with. However, Mo Hexuan had already left, so she let it go.
