On the other side, Lai Jingshan leisurely got out of the car, his driver attempted to assist him but was refused.
"Madam, sir..."
Third Aunt Lai waved her hand, "Go rest."
"Yes, Madam."
Under the soft lighting, Lai Jingshan's cheeks were slightly flushed, and despite his somewhat unsteady steps, he exuded a certain air of self-satisfaction.
Seeing her husband staggering, Third Aunt Lai felt a mixture of emotions and quickly stepped forward to support him.
"Why did you drink so much?" she sighed lightly while carefully wiping the sweat from his forehead, "Your stomach must be very uncomfortable, right?"
Lai Jingshan didn't respond to his wife's words, but a faint smile curved on his lips, and a glint of apology flickered in his eyes. He allowed his wife to help him into the living room and then flopped heavily onto the three-seater sofa.
Even though he felt dizzy at the moment, he was very clear-headed deep down.
