When He Miao walked out of the house and saw Jing Yan, who had been waiting for her downstairs early in the morning, she had the answer to everything.
"You're the one who sent me back." He Miao looked at him with certainty, her eyes full of helplessness.
Jing Yan nodded honestly and threw the keys to her. "You're not allowed to drink outside next time. You're a terrible drinker."
"Ah?" He Miao took the key in disbelief and asked nervously, "Did I go crazy from drinking?"
"Yeah, it's embarrassing." Jing Yan exaggerated on purpose and then opened the car door. "Get in the car. If I didn't bring you back last night, the consequences would be unimaginable."
He Miao nodded her head doubtfully. She sat in the car and looked at Jing Yan gratefully. "Thank you, brother."
The man's face instantly darkened. He stared at the steering wheel in his hand, his expression dark. "You said last night that you didn't want me to be your brother anymore."