"Co, co, co, let pour a glass for Mr. Moses. In the future, please look after us more, Mr. Moses!"
Watching him pour the wine into Moses’s glass, Yu Yao felt helpless but couldn’t stop him.
"Director Qiu, you’re being too polite. In the future, let’s look after each other."
Moses didn’t mind much. Given his previous capacity for alcohol, drinking even a jin of this wouldn’t be a problem; a couple of glasses shouldn’t be an issue.
Just as his fingertips touched the glass, a hand reached over and snatched the glass from between his fingers.
Moses turned his head and saw Yu Yao already holding the glass.
"How can this be? This glass should be my toast to Director Qiu and everyone. These days... it’s been hard work. I’ll drink this first as a gesture of respect!"
With a tilt of her head, she downed a small glass of white liquor in one go.
Before, she had also drunk beer, but this high-proof white liquor was nothing like beer or red wine. With just one sip, the spiciness stung her nose, and her throat burned from the irritation.
She forced herself to swallow despite the discomfort, then raised her lips and showed the empty glass to Director Qiu.
"Ha... Miss Yu is indeed a heroine, so forthright!"
Director Qiu laughed heartily and imdiately finished his glass as well.
Moses glanced over, his gaze filled with concern. Yu Yao smiled at him, indicating she was fine.
"Co, co, co, Director Qiu, everyone, don’t just drink, eat so food too!"
Moses was a bit worried initially, but seeing her calm expression, as if nothing was wrong, he withdrew his gaze.
At the table, a few of Director Qiu’s subordinates ca to toast Moses again. Yu Yao, unable to have him pretend, blocked each drink, only saying Moses had sothing to attend to later, and she drank on his behalf.
A girl blocking drinks like this left everyone with nothing to say. Moses saw her face start to redden, and her chopsticks seed to disobey her commands; he frowned.
"Let’s call it a day!"
Putting down his chopsticks, he grabbed Yu Yao’s arm beside him, "Manager Song, make arrangents to send everyone ho later."
"Alright."
Manager Song quickly stood up to respond. Director Qiu and others also stood up, and Moses pulled Yu Yao out of the private room.
With just one arm, he dragged her into the elevator. He raised a hand to press the floor button, took out his phone to notify the driver to wait downstairs, then looked at her with a frown.
"With you in this state, you’re helping block the drinks?"
He assud she had a good capacity for alcohol, which was why she dared to stand up for him. But after just two or three drinks, she could hardly stand. What kind of heroism was this?!
Yu Yao leaned against the elevator wall, her legs weak, but her mind still sowhat clear.
"But you can’t drink."
Hearing her clear voice, Moses imdiately released the arm supporting her. The mont his hand relaxed, Yu Yao slumped softly toward the ground.
Noticing her unusual state, he quickly reached out to pull her up.
"Sorry," Yu Yao grabbed his sleeve, smiling apologetically as she turned her face toward him, "Mr. Moses, I really can’t stand, let hold on for a while."
Frowning at the arm she held tightly, Moses’s eyes flashed with annoyance, but his fingers tightened slightly.
In a mont, the elevator reached the ground floor. Supporting her, he strode through the lobby, pushed her into the car, then got in himself, instructing the driver to drive.
Fortunately, Yu Yao handled her liquor well.
On the way, she neither spoke nor made a fuss, just quietly leaned against the seat back. It seed her body was not obedient, continuously sliding downward. As the car turned, she instinctively leaned over, collapsing onto his shoulder.
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