Chapter 692 Stop it, I Need to Get Up_1

Song Yunchi was not his butler, nor his servant, nor his bodyguard, so he was utterly unmoved by his words.

Approaching him, Song Yunchi lifted his foot and kicked the empty bottles. "How much did you drink?"

Ye Han leaned on the couch, still clutching a bottle of alcohol, his head thrown back, his beard stubbly, his face the picture of dejection.

Seeing him in such a deathly listless state infuriated Song Yunchi, who reached out, grabbed his collar, and hoisted him up.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Ye Han swung his fist fiercely towards him.

"Damn!"

Song Yunchi instantly dodged, cursing coarsely.

Ye Han tossed away the bottle, which shattered on the floor, spilling alcohol everywhere.

He staggered back two steps, collapsing onto the couch, and growled indistinctly, "Get lost, all of you, get lost!"

It seemed he was really drunk!

Song Yunchi stepped forward and, aiming for his face, punched him. "Ye Han, wake the hell up!"