When Ji Xiangyu and Zhao Meiwen left, Ji Xiangyu was already walking a little unsteadily. After all, he was just a kid who had not yet graduated from his master's program. He drank too earnestly, caring only about saving face and not at all about his own tolerance.
So Li Ye asked, "Meiwen, is Xiao Ji really okay riding a motorcycle like this? How about I take him home?"
As Zhao Meiwen fetched a helmet for Ji Xiangyu, she said carelessly, "It's fine, Little Ye Brother. It's not far. A gust of wind from the motorcycle will sober him right up."
Ji Xiangyu also gave an embarrassed laugh. "It's fine, Big Brother. I can hold my liquor. I'm not drunk."
That left Li Ye with nothing to say. A young man's pride had to be protected, so he could only remind Zhao Meiwen, "Then watch your safety on the road! A motorcycle isn't a car. Don't go over forty kilometers an hour."
"Oh, Little Ye Brother, I know already. You're becoming more and more like my mom."
"Vroom~"
Zhao Meiwen perfunctorily answered Li Ye, twisted the throttle, and roared away, clearly not taking his words to heart.
But just before Li Ye sensed danger and opened his mouth to scold her, she happened to slow down again.
"Giggle, giggle, giggle, giggle~"
A string of silver-bell laughter drifted over, as though she were teasing him with a sly grin.
"You little brat, you're asking to be taught a lesson."
Li Ye cursed with a laugh, but his heart was deeply comforted.
Ever since Zhao Meiwen had broken up with her "ex" two years ago, she had seemed shrouded in gloom, and it had been a long time since she had looked sunny again.
But judging by how she was now, all