Stumbling against nothing, Pei Ge left the private room with his help.
However, along the way, they did not see any trace of Ji Ziming.
Logically, he should have returned long ago.
"Where is Ziming?"
She pouted and started to throw a tantrum in her drunkenness.
Fu Mingxuan helplessly supported her weight. "Maybe he left first. We—"
She cut him off mid-sentence. "No! I want to find Ziming!"
The woman struggled away from him, seemingly determined to find the man even without his help.
"Fine, fine, fine. I understand. I'll bring you to him, okay?"
Seeing her struggle out of his grasp, he could only helplessly hold her hand and lead her to the elevator.
"Is it fine if we go the first-floor lobby to ask where your fiancé is?"
"Mhm!" The woman gave a heavy nod and obediently followed him.
