Zhou Siheng was not the type to relentlessly pursue or beat someone down. Seeing that Qiao Yesi was deliberately avoiding him, he simply let it be.
So this sudden encounter was truly awkward.
Wang Quan was unaware of the undercurrents churning beneath the surface. With his eyes closed, his face flushed from the alcohol, he squinted at the motionless Qiao Yesi and said hoarsely, "Sisi, take me home."
Qiao Yesi was startled and seemed to suddenly come to her senses, her eyes and eyebrows drooping, "Mr. Wang, I'll take you home now."
Zhou Siheng observed the girl's evasive gaze, her cultured and pale face, and in the depths of his eyes, there was a somber anger. However, due to the deceptive nature of his appearance, it was imperceptible.
His lips curled up into a slow smile, "Without Ximo, is Yuxian unattended?"
Wei Tingyao immediately caught on and chimed in, "I'll have someone take Mr. Wang home."