Wen Ran called after him just as he was about to turn around, "Qin Mu, come in first, I'll make a hangover soup for you."
Looking at his state, he seemed to have had more than a couple of drinks, probably quite a few.
Given his current physical condition, it was not advisable to drink.
Considering the situation that night, drinking seemed unavoidable, or else An Lin wouldn't have let him drink.
Qin Mu was a little taken aback, looking at her with astonishment in his eyes.
Wen Ran gently smiled and said, "It's very bad for your body like this. Aunt Qin called to inquire about you in the afternoon, and it's been less than a day, and you're drinking. How am I supposed to explain to Aunt Qin?"
"Ranran."
A strange glint passed through Qin Mu's eyes, his voice low and a little hoarse, his eyebrows slightly furrowed due to his headache.
Wen Ran glanced at him and turned into the room.