C40 Yet Another Crisis

"You don't remember anything?" Tang Yide smiled helplessly.

Last night at the bar, Chung Zichu drank his own wine without any restraint. In less than an hour, he was already drunk like mud.

As a brother, tang Yide wanted to drive him home, but Chung Zichu refused. He only held the bottle and shook it on the street, shouting Hsu Yanrann's name