Jiang Jingheng seemed quite drunk, leaning entirely on Song Cheng'an.
Mu Yan saw this, and immediately ran over.
She glanced at Jiang Jingheng and asked, "Why did he drink so much?"
"Probably in a bad mood."
Mu Yan was stunned for a moment, a bad mood? Wasn't he fine during the day?
She suddenly recalled something he said over the phone.
Song Cheng'an was struggling to support him alone and said, "Come on, help me out here."
"Okay." Mu Yan returned to her senses and held onto Jiang Jingheng.
Immediately, a faint scent of alcohol wafted up to her nose.
She frowned slightly and, with Song Cheng'an, supported him from both sides as they walked him to the door.
Fortunately, Song Cheng'an was bearing most of the weight, so Mu Yan didn't feel overly strained.
The master bedroom door was opened; Mu Yan fumbled around for a bit before finding the light switch.
Song Cheng'an brought him in and dropped him onto the bed.