"Uncle, drink some strong tea, I’ve added sugar to it as they say it helps with hangovers, but I’m not sure if it works." Tang Yue brought in the steaming hot tea.
Mo Siyu stood up, and the already small room seemed to shrink even further.
Holding the strong tea in front of her, Mo Siyu loomed like a wall of flesh blocking her path.
In Tang Mingli’s small room, Tang Yue looked up at Mo Siyu, seemingly asking ’why don’t you move aside’.
"I’m drunk too."
Before Tang Yue could react, Mo Siyu took the tea and drank it all in one gulp.
Tang Yue’s round eyes widened in astonishment, she involuntarily swallowed and asked, "Doesn’t it burn you?"
"It’s very late, I’ll take you home now." Mo Siyu moved forward.
Tang Yue kept stepping back, saying anxiously, "Uncle, you haven’t had your hangover tea yet, you’ll definitely have a headache tomorrow."
"I’ll take you home first." Mo Siyu relentlessly pushed Tang Yue back, locked the door, and carried out these actions swiftly.
Previously, with Tang Mingli in between, it was somewhat bearable, but now, with just the two of them left to go home, Tang Yue felt awkward and unsure of what to say, she said, "I can go home by myself, it’s fine."
"I’ll take you." Mo Siyu didn’t leave any room for Tang Yue to refuse, keeping the pace with her consistently.
In the dark night, she could even hear her own heartbeat clearly.
Originally, Tang Zhengde was supposed to pick up Tang Yue, but since Tang Mingli went for dinner too, Tang Zhengde was reassured knowing his younger brother was there, so he waited at the store for Tang Yue’s return.
He never expected Tang Mingli to be so drunk to the point of unconsciousness.
And Tang Yue was escorted home by Mo Siyu.
Tang Yue anxiously wished for the road home to speed up, even more so; staying with him any longer would likely suffocate her to death.
"Look, there’s a young girl."
"She’s really slim."
Not far away, a group of drunken men with colorful hair saw Tang Yue and unreservedly commented, and even eventually started walking closer, the stench of alcohol assaulting them.
This overwhelming odor was nauseating, and she couldn’t help covering her nose as the men grew increasingly bold. Even seeing Mo Siyu standing aside, they didn’t care, or perhaps the alcohol made them much bolder than usual.
"Young girl, have a drink with us."
"That’s right, we’ll treat you to drinks today."
"And we can invite you to sing."
"If you don’t want to, then don’t leave."
The men were thin, but as tall as Mo Siyu, or even a bit taller, holding a bottle of alcohol and pointing at them with a combative stance.


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