Nearing the end of the party.
The celebration tonight was for Su Ran, and she had at least drunk a couple of glasses of alcohol.
After managing Qianran International for so many years, socializing had inevitably become a part of it.
Over the years, her tolerance for alcohol had improved, and she wouldn't get drunk from just two glasses.
As for Mo Shangjie and the others, they had long been drinking heavily, each strewn about lying on sofas, coffee tables, and ottomans.
Fu Qiyuan had also unusually drunk an extra two glasses tonight, yet still sat there in his neat attire, without a hint of dishevelment or disorder.
When Qin Feng opened the door to the private room, this was the scene that greeted him.
Seeing the newcomer, Fu Qiyuan stood up from the sofa, holding Su Ran's hand.
"Let's go."
"But them..."
Su Ran turned her head to look at the others in their various contorted positions, hesitating.
Fu Qiyuan led her by the hand, walking towards the exit.