Chapter 395 Pick Her Up

When the classmates saw Huayu drinking on behalf of An Yue, they immediately started to make a scene.

Someone laughed and said, "Girlfriends can't drink, but boyfriends can drink instead."

"Huayu, come on, let's go." A boy came over with a wine glass.

"You cheated all the goddesses in our class away, so we can't have less wine today."

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An Yue listened to the laughter of people around her, and she didn't know why she suddenly felt a little irritable.

Why did everyone think that she and Huayu had something going on?

Did she give them any hints?

Perhaps because she drank today, her temper was a little aggressive.

"No need for him to replace me, I'll drink it myself." She snatched the wine glass from Huayu's hand, tilted her head, and poured all the wine into her throat.

Fortunately, it was red wine. Although it didn't taste good, it wasn't that choking.

Zhou Xiaomin quickly supported An Yue and whispered, "An Yue, what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing." An Yue frowned, took the decanter, and toasted the boys around her, "You don't have to drink with him, just drink with me."

She took the decanter and poured the wine directly.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene. Huayu looked at An Yue's unhappy face and vaguely guessed what it was.

He grabbed the decanter and whispered, "You are drunk."

An Yue looked at him, not knowing what to say.

Maybe she was really drunk, so she was angry at this moment.

She didn't insist and sat down.

After being so upset, the people around didn't dare to make a fuss and returned to their seats.

Huayu sat next to her, looked at her, and whispered, "Do you want me to take you home first?"

An Yue shook her head, was silent for a while, and said, "I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter, it was my fault." Huayu said.

An Yue didn't say anything, poured herself another glass of wine, and drank it by herself.

Sometimes when you are in a bad mood, drinking is indeed a way to vent, and in the end, she was drunk.

The party ended, Zhou Xiaomin and Huayu helped An Yue out, and the others talked and laughed in the back.

Huayu asked, "Do you know where she lives?"

Zhou Xiaomin shook her head, "I don't know."

"Then just get her a room here, and you can accompany her." Huayu said.

Zhou Xiaomin nodded, "Okay."

Just as she reached the roadside and was about to stop a car, she saw a tall figure walking towards her.

The man seemed to be covered with frost, and the cold air permeated outward. His handsome face was as cold and ruthless as the Yama of hell. He was wearing a black coat, as if he wanted to blend into the night.

He stared at this side, and his dark eyes were cold.

Zhou Xiaomin recognized who he was and immediately said, "Young Master An."

An Shijue nodded slightly, walked straight to An Yue, looked at her slightly red cheeks, and frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

"An Yue is drunk." Zhou Xiaomin whispered.

"Leave her to me." His voice was clear, without the slightest warmth.

"Okay." Zhou Xiaomin let go of her hand and subconsciously looked at Huayu next to her, but found that he did not let go, and his eyes were fixed on An Shijue in front of him.

She hurriedly said: "Huayu, this is An Yue's brother."

"I have seen him, Mr. An." Huayu nodded slightly.

An Shijue didn't even look at him, he took An Yue directly, picked her up by the waist, and walked forward.

Zhou Xiaomin felt relieved, "This way, we don't have to worry about An Yue being taken care of."

She turned her head and looked at Huayu, "Let's go."

Seeing that he was staring at the front, she asked: "What's wrong with you?"