Jiang Cheng was seriously awed and at the same time, he wanted to bang his head at the bar counter by the sheer audacity of this brat.

Not drunk?! Not fucking drunk?! Who was he kidding, really?

Based on the flushed face and the unbalanced weight, he was sure as hell that the brat was already intoxicated. One more beer and he's going to puke his guts out.

He sighed in resignation as he saw Jingyi order another one. He'd just let him be.

But something inside of him was telling him to stay and look after Jingyi.

And thus, he decided to stay.