By the end of dinner, Qian Xuan was slumped in the wheelchair, panting heavily, speaking with labored breath, yet still grinning, cheerful, talking and laughing.
In the end, it wasn't the villa staff who took him back to the villa, it was enough to call Liu Zhizhong to push him back.
Of course, Liu Zhizhong had to push him, listening to him chattering all the way about this and that, mostly idle gossip about the great family, with or without basis, just gossiping away.
He spoke, and Liu Zhizhong was just listening, occasionally chiming in a word or two.
However, halfway there, the sea breeze blew, and he said he felt a bit cold and wanted to sleep.
In less than two minutes, slumped in the wheelchair, the guy started snoring.
He fell asleep so quickly!
