After placing him in the front passenger seat of his car, she git into the driver's seat and turned on the car's engine, and drove.
"Mr. Fu, what is your home address?"
In a light tone, Fu Ling replied, "Don't send me back home, I can't go home like this, all I will get a good scolding. I don't was t to ruin the image my family has of me."
Fu Ling didn't want to get back home in a drunken state, otherwise, he will have to take full responsibility for his actions.
It was against the rule of the family to come home drunk, and the way he was, he was told drunk, and possibly, dinner might still be going on, or might already be over before he returns.
"If you don't want to go back home, shall I book you a hotel?" Xiulan asked as she glanced at him.
As soon as she said that, Fu Ling quickly opened his eyes, and their gazes met.
