She was certain that the osmanthus wine she had consumed was less than three catties (approximately 1.5 kg), so how could she have gotten drunk?

Ultimately, it's because her body hasn't developed a high alcohol tolerance.

"Boss, you're awake? Would you like some water?"

The moment Mo Lan sat up, Han Shuang opened her eyes, got up, poured a glass of water, and handed it to her.

"A little bit of osmanthus wine actually knocked me out."

Mo Lan rubbed her temples. She remembered that she was still awake when she left home, but her mind became a little blurry later. She also had a strange dream. Since coming here, she had almost forgotten all the troubles of her past life. She never expected that a drinking session would cause her to dream of the most tragic scene.

"Those osmanthus wines were of excellent quality and had a strong aftereffect. I noticed that Jiang Mian seemed to be drunk as well. Later, when Prince Qin suggested staying at an inn, I didn't object," Han Shuang said truthfully, seeing the puzzled look on her boss's face.

Mo Lan: "..."

She stayed at the inn with Qin Su? Why?

Seeing Mo Lan's question, Han Shuang did not hide her thoughts at the time, "The boss has never mentioned the escort agency to Prince Qin, so I dare not make a decision on my own."

"Heh~, you're usually quite shrewd, how come you suddenly became stupid? Think about it, with Qin Su's personality, he probably would have investigated me thoroughly by now. Have you forgotten the information network he controls? It's much more powerful than ours."

Qin Su is a person with an extremely strong desire for control; he will not allow anything to be outside his control.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been willing to argue with himself just to find out the fate of those prisoners.

Listening to the boss's analysis, Han Shuang also felt that it made sense.

"The Prince of Qin lives next door. I heard he's going back to Liangjing soon."

"Oh, now that everything's over, of course everyone should go home and find their own mothers. It's not surprising." Mo Lan looked at the water glass that Han Shuang handed her and quickly took it. "You don't need to pour it for me, I can drink it myself."

Frost: "..."

Taking a sip of water, and looking at Han Shuang's unwavering gaze, Mo Lan smacked her lips and spoke with lingering fear.

"Han Shuang, when it comes to taking care of people, you're really not as gentle and considerate as Hua Bao. But everyone has their strengths, and you're definitely my chief secretary."

Hearing the eldest brother's rather resentful tone, Han Shuang couldn't understand it, but she had to admit that compared to Hua Bao, she was indeed not good at taking care of people.

"How about I bring Hua Bao over to take care of you personally?"

"No need for that. I can manage my daily life on my own. I don't need anyone to wait on me."

Hua Bao is good at serving people, but her mouth is unbearable for most people. She talks non-stop, making people's ears tingle and their scalps tingle.

"Go to sleep, it's almost dawn."

"Hmm," Han Shuang nodded, then walked to the side and closed her eyes to rest.

Nothing was said that night.

The next morning, after washing up, Mo Lan stepped out of her room and saw Qin Su coming out from next door.

"morning,"

Seeing that Mo Lan seemed to be in good spirits, Qin Su concealed the expression in his eyes and curved his lips into a smile.

"Good morning, shall we have breakfast together?" This woman has recovered really quickly; she's completely different from how weak she was last night.

"OK,"

If you run into each other, having a meal together is no big deal.

Under Tingyu's arrangement, a sumptuous breakfast was laid out on the table. "Miss Molan, this is a hangover soup. Last night, Master specially prepared..."

Before Tingyu could finish speaking, Qin Su interrupted her, "You talk so much while eating."