After three rounds of drinks, most of the bottles on the table were empty. Jiang Cheng set down his glass, rubbed his temples, and swayed slightly, his voice slurred. "That's enough for me—I'm heading out."
No one tried to make him stay.
After all, Jiang Cheng had brought the Twin Sisters along.
The moment the words left his mouth, Jiang Cheng stood up and deliberately stumbled, as if he'd lost his balance.
Si Qing and Si Nian quickly slipped under each of his arms. "Jiang Cheng, are you okay?" they asked, worried.
Jiang Cheng leaned into them, eyelids drooping, looking completely wasted.
He Youjun's face showed clear concern.
Though his own cheeks were already flushed.
He still moved to help support Jiang Cheng.
In his haste he even blurted out in Cantonese, "What's up, Brother Cheng? You all right?"
Everyone bit back laughter at the sight.
They'd drunk with Jiang Cheng plenty of times; they knew his tolerance.
In the past, they'd be under the table while Jiang Cheng stayed clear-headed, never showing a hint of drunkenness.
Tonight he'd had a lot, but this amount was nothing to him.
They saw through the act at once.
Qin Fen leaned in and called loudly, "Brother Cheng, I told you when we arrived—my club's already booked a suite. Let's head over together."
Wang Zheng instantly joined the chorus. "Yeah, yeah, next round! Bring the sisters along—there's a spa and a place to sober up…"
Jiang Cheng cracked open an eye and swept his gaze over the bunch of troublemakers.
He wanted to curse—they were absolutely toxic.
He really couldn't stand these idiots.
Fortunately, the two women had no idea how much he could drink.
All they felt was worry for him.
Especially Si Qing—he'd once gotten drunk in front of her before.
Jiang Cheng waved them off weakly. "Forget it, I'm done. I need to sleep."
He Youjun's head was buzzing; he completely missed his buddies' teasing.
He said earnestly, "Should we get someone to take Brother Cheng home? How can these two girls manage?"
Wang Congcong immediately cut him off.
He looked He Youjun up and down like he was an idiot. "Brother Cheng's got Bodyguards everywhere—why worry? Go home and sleep, or come party at the club."
Everyone burst out laughing.
"Exactly, don't disturb Brother Cheng and the sisters."
"Sisters, we're leaving Brother Cheng to you."
"Thanks for looking after our Brother Cheng."
The moment the words "sisters" were spoken, Si Qing and Si Nian's cheeks burned crimson.
They wanted to glare but were too shy.
They could only nod, blushing, and support Jiang Cheng more firmly as they headed outside.
Once inside the rolls-royce, Jiang Cheng leaned back, eyes shut, breathing evenly, as if truly asleep.
Si Qing and Si Nian sat on either side, studying his peaceful face, then exchanged a helpless glance.
Si Nian checked her phone: 11:45 p.m.
Her expression turned panicked.
They'd been so busy gawking they'd only posted a few photos to moments and hadn't touched their phones since.
Si Qing held her screen up to Si Nian.
Si Nian's face grew frantic too—she'd never stayed out overnight.
The sisters opened the dorm group chat.
Junru: "It's almost ten—why aren't you two back?"
Xiaoning: "Don't tell me you're not coming home tonight?"
Junru: "Aiyah, the dorm auntie came checking; we covered for you, said you were visiting the fifth floor…"
Xiaoning: "The gate's locked, so you really can't get back?"
They started replying.
Si Qing: "We were busy checking out the pretty girls and lost track of time."
Si Nian: "Yeah, the big boss is drunk—we're seeing him home."
Junru: "@Si Qing, more like some Handsome Guy caught your eye?"
Xiaoning: "Drunk? Lucky you! Great stories start with a tipsy night."
Si Qing: "No Handsome Guys, just gorgeous girls with amazing figures. Why'd he even bring us? Doesn't he like bar beauties?"
Si Nian: "@Xiaoning, stop teasing—I'm freaking out. We didn't bring clothes; what do we do tonight?"
Junru: "@Si Qing, you really don't know why the boss invited you?"
Xiaoning: "@Si Nian, silly—would a big boss lack clothes?"
Junru: "Just remember: when you're rich, don't forget us."
Xiaoning: "Same here—once you're rich, give me a big boss too."
The sisters, reading their roommates' teasing, both looked instinctively at Jiang Cheng.
Only the hum of the engine and Jiang Cheng's deliberately soft breathing filled the car.
Seeing him so "drunk," the girls relaxed a little.
Soon the car stopped at the villa gates.
Since Jiang Cheng was still "asleep," Si Qing and Si Nian gently shook his arm. "darling, we're here—wake up."
Jiang Cheng had been faking, but eventually dozed off for real.
Shaken awake, he remembered he was supposed to be drunk and stifled a yawn, mumbling groggily.
Wang Sheng had started forward to help, but caught Jiang Cheng's warning glance and veered to open the door instead.
The girls slipped under his arms and guided him inside.
Before they reached the entrance, a cool figure strode up.
In a crisp maid uniform, she stood straight, surprise flickering in her eyes at the unknown twins, then vanished behind her usual indifference.
Only when she looked at Jiang Cheng did worry show. "Young Master Jiang is drunk?"
In her memory he'd never needed support.
Wang Sheng shot Xia Li a look. "He drank a bit much; these two are his girlfriends."
Xia Li nodded to them. "Hello, I'm Young Master Jiang's personal maid. Leave him to me—I'll take him upstairs."
Whether from reading too many silly novels or pure female intuition, Si Qing instinctively tightened her grip.
When Si Nian started to let go, Si Qing said quickly, "No need—we'll see him up."
Catching her sister's cue, Si Nian hoisted Jiang Cheng's arm back over her shoulder. "Right, we'll get him to his room—where is it?"