"Ge Ge, don't let your mom drink anymore. Quickly bring her back to her room. If she drinks any more, she'll really get drunk."
Qu Xiujie's voice was filled with nervousness as he did not expect to see Zhang Manhua. The person who could not let go of the past was her and not him. In this world, there were more people who lived in pain than he had imagined.
"Alright."
Pei Ge nodded and reached out to support her mother, but she could not pull her.
"Uncle, my mom…"
Pei Ge seemed to be hinting at something as she looked at Qu Xiujie with a hint of nervousness but could not pinpoint what she was nervous about.
"No, me."
Qu Xiujie stood up and looked at Zhang Manhua who was half lying on the table. He said gently, "Sister, I'll send you back to your room to rest."
"I don't want to go back to my room. I want to be here. Let go of me and don't touch me. I still want to have another drink with Xiujie."
