"What's wrong?"
A deep voice from above came from Huo Xingzhou.
Qiao Xi shook her head, confirming she was fine, then raised her head and said, "Let's go back."
"Alright."
Huo Xingzhou reached out his palm and tightly grasped her hand. "Can you walk? Old Chen said the waiter served you quite a bit of alcohol."
"I can walk."
Qiao Xi softly replied, even attempting to walk a few steps to show Huo Xingzhou. But her steps were wobbly, completely lacking the steadiness of a straight line.
Huo Xingzhou knew her usual drinking capacity wasn't bad. Old Chen hadn't exaggerated in the slightest; she did drink quite a lot of champagne.
But the champagne, being low in alcohol content, was drunk on an empty stomach.
Huo Xingzhou wrapped an arm around her waist. "Let's walk together. When we get home, I'll have Xiaoyun make you something to eat. You haven't eaten all evening, and if you go to bed like this, you won't be able to sleep."
