The night was deep, and for Tang Qingxue, it was another drunken night of oblivion. During the long day, the only solace she found was with Yin He, and only in this state of drunken stupor she could find a moment of peace in her heart.
She had become a muddled heap, too unsteady to walk, so Yin He had to help her into the house.
Tang Shize was not at home; only the nanny was there taking care of Niannian. Seeing Tang Qingxue's intoxicated state, she hurriedly stepped forward, "Thank you for bringing my lady back home. I'll take care of her!"
"It's okay, let me do it," Yin He said, unwilling to inconvenience the nanny, and personally carried Tang Qingxue back to the bedroom.
Tang Qingxue was so drunk that she still muddledly muttered, "Nineteen, you have to believe me! The one I love most is you!"
