Ye Shu was escorted to the car by Sheng Shaochen, and as Guan Jiu, who was waiting in the driver's seat, saw this, he immediately understood, "Young Master, are we heading back to Shengjing Garden?"
"Mm!" Sheng Shaochen sprawled lazily in the back seat, yanked off his tie, and tossed it aside.
He had drunk a bit too much tonight and was starting to feel quite uncomfortable.
Despite the air conditioning in the car being constantly set to a fixed temperature, he felt a heat in his chest, as if he was burning up; it was damn uncomfortable.
Alcohol was truly not a good thing.
Seeing this, Guan Jiu quietly turned the air conditioning down a little more and started the car.
To make his young master more comfortable, he kept the speed of the car very slow.
Ye Shu, seeing Sheng Shaochen's discomfort, felt an ache in her heart. She reached for a towel and gently wiped his forehead.