Lu Zhen was no longer conscious. If Song Jia had come a little later, she might not have recognized her neighbor.
Lu Zhen looked up at Song Jia. "Can't I drink? Who made the rules?"
Song Jia knew that Lu Zhen was already drunk, so he wasn't prepared to talk to her at the door. He opened the door and walked into the house. He held Lu Zhen's shoulder and helped her to the sofa, then let her lean against the sofa cushion.
Song Jia glanced at the coffee table. There were four bottles of different types of wine on it. Drinking four types of wine at once? Song Jia turned to look at Lu Zhen helplessly. With Lu Zhen's alcohol tolerance, she actually dared to drink like this. She was really bold.
Song Jia took the bottles of wine far away to prevent Lu Zhen from drinking more when she saw them later. Then, he went to the water dispenser to get some warm water and added honey from the fridge.