Riding the elevator upstairs, Rong Huan felt a severe dizziness.
It was just a few drinks, but the aftereffect seemed so strong. Her whole body was feverish, and the evil flame inside her felt as though it was about to burn her alive.
"Water, I need water," said Rong Huan, her hand covering her head, her expression one of extreme discomfort.
"I'll get it for you right away, please wait a moment," said Assistant A.
Rong Huan staggered as she walked, looking as if she was about to fall at any moment.
"Miss, please be careful," Assistant A said, stepping forward to support Rong Huan, almost wrapping his arm around her.
Just then, another assistant came around the corner, and Assistant A quickly said, "Come help, Miss Rong has had too much to drink, let's support her together."
"Coming, coming."
Assistant B immediately came over, and the two of them supported Rong Huan from both sides.