"Sorry, Mr. Shen, I am probably a little drunk." Sherry held his head and felt faint.

"Sake, never too strong." Shen Beichen frowned and glanced at Minefield Yu: "You should wash your face first, wake up, and don't come back for the time being."

Sherry nodded and staggered out of the room.

She passed by Yan Tezhu, and Yan Ming leaned over Shen Beichen's ear and whispered a few words. Shen Beichen picked his eyebrows and hooked a radian on his mouth: "Since he is here, let ...