"I'm really sorry, Mr Fu, Mr Huo. Something has come up and I'll have to leave first." The rich heir lost all of his previous bravado and departed the scene hurriedly, like a dog with its tail between its legs.
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After the man left, Gu Mohan loosened his grip on the petite woman in his arms, "Can you walk on your own?"
Tang Mo'er was feeling dizzy. The effects of the alcohol was making her head spin like a rollercoaster. The two shots of 'One Night Stand' had kicked in slowly and the drunkenness was hitting her hard.
"I can." She stood up and took a deliberate step away from him.
But just after taking just one step, she toppled ungraciously, her body falling towards the carpet.
Gu Mohan stretched his muscular arms out at the last moment and caught her body. He pressed his lips together, raising an eyebrow. His voice was deep and husky, "Are you still going to drink so much next time?"
