Yvette walked forward, like a superior who cared for her subordinates. She smiled at the two people and said, “Simon, you drank too much. Go home and rest well.”

Simon muttered, “I can still drink, Ms. Quimbey. Let’s have another drink!”

Yvette laughed. “Simon, we can drink again next time. You drank so much by yourself and didn’t take good care of your girlfriend, huh?”

Even though Simon was drunk, he still blushed and looked at the woman next to him.

Just as he was about to say something,