An Ning walked forward and said to the door, "Instructor Zhou, could you open the door?"
Inside the room, there was another clatter of bottles falling to the floor.
It was obviously a bunch of bottles being knocked over, then it quickly became quiet again.
An Ning knew he had heard her, and continued, "Instructor Zhou, locking yourself in your room and drinking without considering your family's feelings, I find it quite unexpected. You seem to be very responsible and know how to take care of people. I didn't expect you to be so willful at home, causing everyone to worry about you."
With a 'click,' the door opened, and Zhou Chen, his face flushed from drinking and his eyes bloodshot, glared at her with the smell of alcohol on his breath, "Who says I've drunk too much, I haven't had that much."
The door was open now, and Zhou Chen was also out talking.
Zhou Chen's grandparents, Yu Qiuhua, along with Zhou Chen's two aunts, all let out a sigh of relief.