The next morning, when they met at the dining table, both father and son were somewhat awkward. Even the servants noticed that something was wrong between them.
Ethan Qiao waved them away. When the last servant left, he cleared his throat and said in a gentle tone: "Ming Yi, what happened last night..."
Julian Qiao was staring at the steamed buns in front of him in a daze when he suddenly heard someone calling his name. He jumped subconsciously and almost fell to the ground with his chair.
He was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, propped up his chin with his hand, pretending to be thinking, but in fact it was to hide the redness on his face.
"I... didn't take it seriously..." he whispered, "You should drink less in the future..."
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