Yuanya couldn't help but look at him with resignation.
Initially, her plan was to send Lan Xiu on his way, but he insisted on dilly-dallying and following her to see off the guests.
It was obvious to everyone that he didn't trust those young masters.
"Xiu, you haven't left yet?" Qiao Min smiled amiably at him, "It's getting late, you should hurry back, and be careful on the road!"
After speaking, she took Yuanya by the arm and walked away, leaving Old Master Lan standing there, puzzled.
"Don't look back!"
Qiao Min whispered sternly to her daughter, who started to turn her elbow out, and added, "Daring to get my son drunk, I'll have to give that brat a piece of my mind!"
Yuanya found it amusing, thinking to herself that her mother had seemed quite happy that he had drunk too much before.
Under Qiao Min's squinting scrutiny, she hypocritically nodded vigorously, "Exactly! How dare he get my brother drunk, it's just too awful!"
