A Thousand Bottles of Correction Fluid (7)

An intense smell of alcohol made He Jichen's brows furrow as his gaze turned to the table.

There were five to six empty wine glasses and a third left in a big bottle of whiskey... She couldn't have drunk them all by herself, right?

Chen Bai, who hadn't yet seen Ji Yi's condition, walked over. "Mr. He, Miss Ji's probably..."

Before he could finish his sentence with "...alright", he immediately turned silent from fear of He Jichen's shooting cold glare.

"I told you to stay here to watch her. How the hell have you been watching her? How could you let her drink so much?!"

Chen Bai trembled at He Jichen's roar and instinctively took a step back. Then he looked over at Ji Yi.

It was over. Her eyes were already far gone; she obviously drank a lot... Didn't she just have an upset stomach so she stayed in the restroom for longer than usual? How come everything changed after she came out...