Fu Yanci rushed into the banquet hall in a hurry, and at a glance, he saw Ye Li sitting on the sofa by the window with her chin propped on her hand.
The girl seemed drunk, her gaze blankly fixed on the pitch-black outdoors, as if there was something fascinating there.
"Miss, we really need to close now..."
The staff nearby looked embarrassed, but before finishing his sentence, he noticed the man who had just walked through the door and immediately let out a sigh of relief.
"Ah Li..."
Fu Yanci stepped forward, but just as his hand was about to touch Ye Li's arm, she slapped it away. "Don't touch me!"
Fu Yanci froze for a moment.
Ye Li quickly moved further into the sofa, looking at him warily. "Who are you? Don't get handsy! My husband will be here any moment now, so stay away!"
Relieved in his heart, Fu Yanci found himself both amused and exasperated.
He didn't know whether to blame her for drinking so much...