```
"As long as there is a trend towards improvement, take it slow, everything will definitely get better in the future,"
"Mmm... thank you, Yuqin."
When Xiao Yuqin came out of the room, Xiao Jue had just returned, stumbling drunk, clutching his suit jacket, humming an unknown tune, and walking unsteadily into the house.
"Brother." Xiao Yuqin approached, frowning at the pungent smell of alcohol, "Brother, have you been drinking again?"
"Sister." Xiao Jue saw her, smiled broadly, lifted his arm, and draped it over her shoulder, "Sister, don't be sad, there are plenty of good men out there. If he doesn't want you, it's his loss. I will definitely help you find a boyfriend..."
"What are you talking about?" Xiao Yuqin knew he was speaking drunken nonsense and didn't take it seriously. She helped him sit down on the sofa first, "Brother, you sit here for a while; I'm going to get you a glass of water."