Li Qingshen smiled and didn’t say a word, just picked up the teacup and took a big gulp of tea.
You Yi continued to find topics to discuss with Li Qingshen. Ling Momo sat on the side, just listening without interrupting, occasionally checking her phone to see if Enson had replied to her WeChat.
Along the way, people occasionally came up to greet them, and Li Qingshen, as usual, drank on behalf of Ling Momo. You Yi stood by the side, looking at Li Qingshen with a slight nervousness, and several times he wanted to say something but was stopped by Li Qingshen’s icy glare.
Time trickled by, and finally the banquet was drawing to a close.
Li Qingshen, who had been leaning on the sofa with his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, turned his head, looked at Ling Momo, and said, "I’ll take you home."
You Yi frowned upon hearing Li Qingshen’s words and blurted out, "You’ve been drinking, I’ll find someone to take her home."
Li Qingshen pondered for a moment, then nodded his head. You Yi immediately stood up and called over a waiter, "Arrange a driver to take Miss Ling home."
The waiter nodded repeatedly and turned to Ling Momo, "Miss Ling, please follow me."
Ling Momo smiled and said to You Yi, "Thank you," then stood up.
Li Qingshen, sitting beside her, also stood up as he saw her rising, his movements appearing a bit stiff.
Ling Momo walked out, slightly adjusted her clothing, then smiled at Li Qingshen and You Yi, "Goodbye, Teacher, goodbye, President You!"
You Yi smiled and nodded, "Goodbye."
Li Qingshen leaned against the sofa, watching Ling Momo, and said, "Be careful on your way."
It was hard to tell if it was because of the lighting or because Ling Momo was tired, but she felt that Li Qingshen’s complexion was abnormally pale.
However, she didn’t think much of it and followed the waiter, turning away.
Li Qingshen stood there steadfastly, watching Ling Momo gradually walk away, then his body swayed slightly. You Yi quickly walked over to Li Qingshen’s side, supporting him, "You held up better than I thought!"
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"I’m taking you to the hospital now. You know you’re allergic to alcohol, yet you still drink? Are you trying to kill yourself?" You Yi reproached him discontentedly while supporting his body, walking towards an elevator, "I remember last time you drank, you were miserable for a week. You drank way more this time; let’s see how you cope!"
Li Qingshen turned his head and glared at You Yi, "You really talk too much!"
You Yi ignored him and continued, "Don’t think I don’t know what you were thinking, you were just worried about her getting sick from drinking. But it’s different for you; your life is at risk!"
Li Qingshen frowned, his lips moved but he said nothing, just letting You Yi lead him to the underground parking lot.
Once in the car, You Yi hurriedly started the vehicle, while Li Qingshen, already feeling unwell, closed his eyes, his body weakly twitching, but he still forced himself to pull out his mobile phone from his pocket, his fingers trembling as he opened a WeChat from Ling Momo, and with great effort, replied with a single word, "Yes."
Sitting in the car arranged by You Yi, Ling Momo looked out the window, feeling somewhat downcast. Suddenly, she heard her phone ring, immediately picked it up, and saw that it was from Enson; a hint of joy quickly passed through her eyes.