Drunk
When Lin Lei'er heard Qiao Yingzi's startled cry, he hurriedly checked his phone too. He found missed calls from Fang Yuan and Tong Wenjie as well. There weren't as many as on Qiao Yingzi's phone, but there were still more than a dozen.
Looking at his phone, the well-behaved Lin Lei'er had already gotten pretty drunk, but he sobered up a little in an instant. It was his first time dealing with a situation like this, and he didn't know what to do.
Thinking of his cousin's extensive experience handling situations like this, he anxiously said to Fang Yifan, "Cousin, what do we do? There are really calls from Wenjie and Fang Yuan—more than a dozen!"
Fang Yifan had drunk quite a bit, but he was still doing all right. He knew that when he went home, his mom would give him an earful, and his dad would smooth things over. It wouldn't be a big deal, so he wasn't worried at all.
Seeing how flustered his cousin was, Fang Yifan hurriedly said with confidence, "Don't worry, I've got this. I'll message them and tell them we're studying!"
Lin Lei'er's mind wasn't working very well just then. Hearing Fang Yifan's suggestion, he actually nodded, thinking it made sense. After all, when they used to study at school, they often didn't get home until eight or nine, sometimes even after ten. It was only eight now, so he relaxed.
Wang Yue was speechless at the cousins. Fang Yifan had probably drunk too much and forgotten that his family had moved to Shuxiang Yayuan, right across from the school. If he said they were studying, his mom, Tong Wenjie, would only need to run over from home. It would take her five minutes to expose the lie, unlike before, when the