"Miss Frost, don't worry, my master will protect your young lady."

"Are you blind? Can't you see? Two drunkards."

Tingyu: "...Master didn't want to be too conspicuous on the street, so he chose this quiet alley."

Like master, like servant; they speak without any restraint.

“My eldest son needs rest right now.” After saying that, Han Shuang caught up with Qin Su. “Young Master Qin, let me take care of our eldest son so he can go back and rest.”

While speaking, he reached out to grab the person without saying a word.

Qin Su turned around with Mo Lan in his arms, avoiding Han Shuang's hand, and explained softly, "This place is closest to the inn, so it's convenient for resting."

Han Shuang looked at Qin Su, concealing her emotions. It seemed that Qin Su did not know that the boss lived in the Weilong Escort Agency.

After thinking about it, she didn't object. Where they lived wasn't the problem; the problem was that she had to get the eldest son back.

"I see that Prince Qin is not feeling well. How about I take care of the eldest son?" he said, reaching out to snatch the dog again before Qin Su could refuse.

Han Shuang was right. Qin Su was indeed a little dizzy, but it wasn't serious. However, avoiding Han Shuang wouldn't be easy.

Therefore, if one is even a step slower, he will be caught off guard. Seeing Mo Lan leaning her head on Han Shuang's shoulder, Qin Su narrowed his eyes and was about to raise his hand when Ting Yu stopped him.

"Young Master, how are you feeling?"

Han Shuang was right; the master was indeed slightly drunk. Otherwise, he would never have made such a threatening move.

Qin Su turned to look at Tingyu, a moment of confusion flashing in her eyes. Then, looking at the head rubbing against Han Shuang's shoulder, her expression immediately turned sour.

If Tingyu hadn't held me back, I probably would have rushed out already.

Mo Lan squinted her watery eyes and glanced at Han Shuang beside her. "Why have you gotten shorter?"

Frost: "..."

The boss has never been so drunk before.

"I must say, Jiang Mian's osmanthus wine is really good. It's worthy of being an aged wine, it's really flavorful."

"Boss, you're drunk."

"Yes, I think so too. You should stop swaying around all the time and maintain your proper posture."

Mo Lan tried to stand up straight, and didn't forget to raise her hand to smooth Han Shuang's clothes. So what if she's drunk? She will still maintain her composure.

Frost: "..."

Standing not far away, Qin Su and his servant couldn't help but smile as they listened to Mo Lan's tone. They never expected that the usually aloof Mo Lan would be like this after getting drunk.

"Hey, Brother Qin, what are you doing here? Aren't you going back to rest?" As soon as Mo Lan turned around, she saw Qin Su, and her posture immediately became much more upright.

Underneath her pretense, she was completely unaware of her own state. Drunk, her eyes were watery, her eyes were slightly red, and her cheeks were rosy. Where was her usual aloofness?

Seeing her wide-open, curious eyes, Qin Su felt a sudden sense of relief and his mood brightened considerably.

"I'm staying at Qingshan Inn. Since we're going the same way, let's go together."

"On the way? That seems to be the case." Mo Lan flicked her ponytail. She always stayed at the Green Mountain Inn, so it wasn't strange to her.

Han Shuang glanced at Qin Su and realized that her boss was a little confused at the moment, so she didn't say anything to remind him. As long as they didn't go back to the escort agency, they could stay anywhere.

Perhaps knowing that Qin Su was by her side, Mo Lan subconsciously wanted to maintain a good image and not let others laugh at her, so she walked with exceptional steadiness and slowness.

"Qin Su, I'm going on a delivery mission this afternoon. What about you? What are you planning to do?"