Lisa cursed under her breath, silently cursing who was so blind.

The doorbell was clearly trying to antagonize her, continuously blaring at the top of its lungs, as if it would keep blaring until dawn if she didn't open the door.

Ning Yuze slowly opened his eyes, his dark eyes calmly and coldly staring at Lisa, who was sitting motionless on the sofa.

Lisa gave Ning Yuze a half-hearted smile, swayed to her feet, and went to the door.

"Who is it?" Lisa impatiently opened the door a crack, but a sudden burst of force came from outside. Shi Lan, like a mad bull with its rear end on fire, burst through the door and rushed in. Looking around, she found Ning Yuze lying half-paralyzed in the corner of the living room.

"Ning Yuze, what's wrong with you? Are you alright? Are you suffering from alcohol poisoning?" Shi Lan rushed over, grabbed Ning Yuze, and slapped his face hard. When she found that he had his eyes open, she quickly helped him up.

Lisa stood in the center of the room, waiting aggressively for Shi Lan. "It's you."

Shi Lan didn't even glance at her, her face full of anxiety as she said, "How could you do this? Alcohol poisoning can be fatal. If something happens to him, can you take responsibility?"

Lisa paused, looking at Ning Yuze, who was slumped against Shi Lan's back with a mixture of surprise and uncertainty. Ning Yuze was no ordinary person; if something happened to him in her house, she and her father would likely be in serious trouble...

"No way?"

Shi Lan snorted at her fiercely and said, "Didn't you see the news? Delayed medical treatment has also led to deaths."

Shi Lan spoke with conviction and her expression was serious. Lisa was intimidated and didn't dare to stop her. When she saw the two of them leave, she panicked and spun around twice before remembering to grab her bag and chase after them. However, her clothes mainly showed off her curves, and the long skirt that reached her knees tightly hugged her legs. Lisa was too anxious and took big steps. The slit in her skirt wasn't wide enough, and her high heels slipped on the already smooth marble floor. With a loud 'bang,' Lisa seemed to have stuck to the center of the beautifully patterned floor like a pancake.