Xiao Qiao glanced over at Da Qiao. She had probably drunk herself senseless and was slumped over the table without moving.
"People who aren't honest only bring suffering on themselves."
She murmured this to herself.
Wang Weihu hadn't quite caught it. "Huh? What?"
"Nothing," Xiao Qiao said. "I only realized today that your 3A's Bai Shu is quite the philosopher."
Wang Weihu hurriedly waved his hands. "Hey, no, no, no. Don't praise him like that."
Xiao Qiao smiled, then turned to take care of Da Qiao. She went over and shook her hard. "Wake up. Go back to bed. I can't carry you!"
Wang Weihu hesitated, wanting to ask whether treating a patient so roughly was a bad idea.
But they were sisters, after all.
He held his tongue for a while, and Xiao Qiao shook Da Qiao awake.
Qiao Yajun frowned and sat up straight, squinting at her younger sister. "You're going to shake me to-to death."
She felt like throwing up.
Qiao Weimo snorted. "I was being nice and waking you up. I should've just let you drink yourself to death here. If you weren't in such a bad mood, I would've smashed all your booze. Go on, drink. Who could possibly outdrink you?"
She couldn't bring herself to say her usual line: "Why don't you just drink yourself to death?"
Da Qiao burst into tears without warning.
Tears slid down her cheeks. She had barely sat up before she started crying.
Chen Xiaofei was clearing away the dishes with Bai Shu. The sight startled him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! Xiao Qiao, you made your sister cry!"
Xiao Qiao cleared the table with a stony expression. "Nothing to do with me. She's crying over those experimental specimens of hers."
Qiao Yajun, crying over her?
"Pigs are more likely to