"So you mean, my sister and I have brought you a ton of trouble?" Ouyang Feifei glared angrily.
"That's not what I meant," Luo Ziling chuckled and shook his head, "I know that even if I hadn't met you two sisters, my troubles would have been just as many, if not more."
As Luo Ziling spoke, he belched again, "Ugh, I've definitely had too much to drink today, never had this much before, and now I'm talking nonsense."
Ouyang Feifei caught a whiff of a particularly nasty alcoholic scent. Had it been any other time, she would have definitely turned and walked away, not wishing to deal with the person who polluted the air in front of her.
But facing Luo Ziling, she just frowned and didn't make a big deal out of it, and didn't even take to heart the earlier comment that seemed to disdain her and her sister.
This guy in front of her must have really overindulged.
She had a rough idea of how much Luo Ziling had drunk.