Jiang Lei opened his eyes, his head a bit sore.
He rubbed his temples and sat up, only to find himself in an unfamiliar place.
Suddenly, it hit him. Right! Yesterday, the old lady insisted on having him over for a thank-you dinner, and after two drinks, he was out cold.
His drinking capacity, indeed!
Probably hearing some movement in his room, the door creaked open, and Li Xiuyun walked in with a cup of tea, handing it to him.
"Does your head still hurt? This is my dad's special hangover tea. Drink a couple of sips, and you should feel a bit better."
Jiang Lei took the tea and drank it in one go. To be honest, it did make him feel a lot better.
"I'm sorry, Comrade Xiuyun, for making such a scene at your house."
He really didn't expect that he'd drink himself into this state.
Li Xiuyun laughed softly.
"It's nothing. It's all my dad's fault for forcing you to drink; otherwise, you wouldn't have made such a scene. The main blame is on my dad, nothing to do with you."
