This kind and considerate service had Li Qianfan so pleased that he didn't want to leave.
Perhaps to make Li Qianfan happy, Cheng Shufen had endured the spiciness and drank a lot of wine, and so did Li Xiaotong.
The two women, one younger and one older, had flushed cheeks and woozy heads, so much so that they could barely sit steadily.
"Aunt Cheng, Xiaotong, if you can't handle your drinks, don't force yourselves. I can just drink by myself," Li Qianfan said.
"It's nothing, really. I do like drinking, I just don't have a good tolerance," Cheng Shufen said.
"I love drinking too, don't worry, Brother Li," Li Xiaotong said.
Li Qianfan had no choice but to let them be.
Finally finishing the sumptuous meal, it was time for Li Qianfan to leave.
Moreover, Cheng Shufen could barely hold on and had already gone to her room to rest.
Thus, Li Qianfan stood up and said, "Xiaotong, I should get going."
"Can we meet again?" Li Xiaotong asked hesitantly.
