Lin Qin stared at the scene, dumbfounded.
The president, who was usually so stern and unsmiling, was actually carrying a man in a princess carry!
She looked at Lin Baiyun beside her, her voice trembling. "Assistant Song... President Lu... what is their relationship?"
"They're a couple. Their wedding will be held in half a month," Lin Baiyun said.
Lin Qin's face instantly went pale. She... she had just tried to steal her own president's man.
Seeing the panic in Lin Qin's eyes, Lin Baiyun offered some reassurance. "Assistant Song isn't the sort to hold grudges. Just don't keep pestering him in the future."
Lin Qin hurriedly waved her hands. "What do you mean, pestering him? Assistant Song and I are just colleagues. Just now... just now, I was worried he wouldn't be safe going home drunk, so I kindly reminded him. I didn't mean anything else."
That was quite a quick attempt to clear herself.
Lu Mingyu carried Song Shi'an out. The previously lively crowd all fell silent the moment they saw him, each one as quiet as a quail.
Only after Lu Mingyu left did they finally dare make a sound again.
Lu Mingyu carried Song Shi'an back to the car and placed him in the passenger seat.
Just as he was about to let go, the drunk Song Shi'an proved to be anything but cooperative. He wrapped both arms tightly around Lu Mingyu's neck and murmured softly, "Don't go~"
"Be good, we're going home," Lu Mingyu coaxed softly, trying to get Song Shi'an to release him.
Song Shi'an looked at Lu Mingyu in confusion. "Who are you?"
Lu Mingyu was so angry he laughed. He reached out and pinched Song Shi'an's cheek. "A little alcohol, and you don't even recognize your own husband anymore."
Song Shi'an closed his