fang ziqian felt uncomfortable all over, suspecting that she was drunk.
she was not in the mood to argue with jurers. she only wanted to return to the banquet hall as soon as possible and look for luo chenxi and mu yiling. she wanted to tell them the news that she had heard from jurers so that they could discuss further plans.
however, she did not expect that the moment she turned around, she would suddenly feel weak.
the legs in her high heels seemed to have lost all feeling as she fell to the ground.
"aiyo, my little beauty, what's wrong? are you drunk? hurry, hurry up and hold me, don't fall ... if you fall and hurt yourself, my heart will ache ..."
jurers was prepared. he walked over in two steps and caught fang ziqian's falling body in time.
he held fang ziqian's waist tightly, his slightly aged face leaning close to fang ziqian's ear, breathing hot air into her ear.