Past nine in the evening, Mingdu Grand Hotel.
Two beautiful women of different styles were supporting a tall man into the lobby.
The three seemed to have drunk quite a bit, especially the man being helped, whose eyes were half-open, and his steps unsteady. Without help, he might have fallen after a few steps.
Despite supporting him with their hands, the two women, weakened by their own drinking, struggled to walk straight, swaying as they moved together.
They stumbled to the front desk, where the receptionist glanced at the man, finding him familiar, and tentatively asked, "Would you like a room?"
Huang Tianxuan blushed and hesitated, "Check on him…"
"Ah, I ended up here!"
Li Peifeng glanced around, his voice hoarse and laughing, "710, 710! Why ask her, my legs are just weak, the alcohol hasn't gotten to my head."
