An Junxi circled the bar several times before finding the drunken Gong Xiaoyu at the bar counter.
There were two empty wine bottles in front of Gong Xiaoyu, and her phone and bag were casually thrown aside. It was a miracle they hadn't been stolen.
Seeing Gong Xiaoyu drunk and sprawled on the bar, unaware of her exposed neckline, and with two or three men eyeing her like prey, An Junxi sighed with relief. If she hadn't arrived in time, who knows if those men would have taken her away.
An Junxi nervously adjusted her senior's clothes, picked up her bag, and said, "Senior, you're drunk. I'll take you home."
It took Gong Xiaoyu a long time to look up at her, her eyes blurry and slurring, "You really look like my friend Jun... Jun Xi. Haha... let's drink together, my treat!"
"Senior, I am Jun Xi. You're drunk."
An Junxi tried to support her, but Gong Xiaoyu wouldn't cooperate. She waved at the bartender, "Another whiskey, on the rocks!"
