He instructed the driver to take Liang Qianli away, and then he picked up Ruan Xixia, the woman in his arms suddenly clung tightly around his neck.
Ji Yemo's body stiffened, his spine straightening rigidly.
He didn't like women getting close to him; his only lover was Ruan Xixia, with whom he had been entangled for a full ten years.
Over these years, he also couldn't figure out his own feelings for her.
To say he didn't like her at all would be impossible, but to say it was the kind of deep love that led to marriage seemed not quite there.
He lowered his eyelids slightly and stepped forward, carrying her into the car.
The driver asked, "Mr. Yemo, do we take Miss Ruan home or...?"
The Ruan Family was very strict, and if she went back this drunk, she would surely be scolded.
After a moment of thought, Ji Yemo said, "Go to my apartment."
...
Jinglan Garden.
