Help Li Xiaohu get a taxi, see him into the car, leaving Zhang Chen and Doudou behind.
Xiao Chen is wearing a fresh blue dress, on closer inspection, still a fresh blue dress.
Pocket's face is tinged with a blush, like the most natural rouge.
But this blush isn't caused by Zhang Chen's gaze but rather the alcohol.
"Shall I take you home?" Zhang Chen said.
Such a beautiful woman going home alone, Zhang Chen couldn't be at ease. Moreover, Pocket will be Zhang Chen's cash cow in the future, definitely can't let anything happen to her.
"Alright." Pocket shyly leaned against Zhang Chen.
"Let's go. Get on." Zhang Chen took a big step forward. He naturally opened the car door. Seeing Pocket's move, Zhang Chen even said, "Not that one, this one."
"Sports car?" There was a sports car next to Big Ben, Pocket thought it was Zhang Chen's.
Zhang Chen smiled bitterly.
Sports car? What sports car?
It's the little moped behind Big Ben!
Whoosh.
She sat awkwardly on the moped's back seat.
