Chương 475: Drunk

Whiskey was hard liquor to begin with and Fu Ying drank a lot at once. After a while, he was a little drunk.

"Sir, are you alright?" The waiter hurriedly asked when he saw Fu Ying stand up, but collapse on the chair.

"I'm fine." Fu Ying waved his hand, but his words were muffled.

The waiter was worried that something would happen to Fu Ying at the bar and didn't dare to be negligent. He hurriedly went forward and asked, "Do you need me to contact your friend? Or tell me where you live and I'll send you back."

"Friend…" Fu Ying murmured, but he only smiled bitterly.

Did he have friends here?

"Mo Rao… Rao Rao…"

Mo Rao's face appeared in Fu Ying's mind and he recalled her smile.

She would definitely be angry to see him drink like this, right?

No, she probably didn't care about him at all.