Li Qingshen smiled and didn't say a word, just picked up the teacup and took a big gulp of tea.
You Yi continued to find topics to discuss with Li Qingshen. Ling Momo sat on the side, just listening without interrupting, occasionally checking her phone to see if Enson had replied to her WeChat.
Along the way, people occasionally came up to greet them, and Li Qingshen, as usual, drank on behalf of Ling Momo. You Yi stood by the side, looking at Li Qingshen with a slight nervousness, and several times he wanted to say something but was stopped by Li Qingshen's icy glare.
Time trickled by, and finally the banquet was drawing to a close.
Li Qingshen, who had been leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, turned his head, looked at Ling Momo, and said, "I'll take you home."
You Yi frowned upon hearing Li Qingshen's words and blurted out, "You've been drinking, I'll find someone to take her home."
