"With you around, what could the paparazzi possibly capture?"
"Once the hangover tea for Brother Liang is ready, I'll also head home to rest."
"You should go back then. Let the rumors spread if they must; I don't care."
Shi Xiaotian took a deep breath, "I'm more worried about Brother Liang's reputation, Miss Long. If you won't leave, I'll have no choice but to call Mr. Long or have the bodyguards escort you out."
"Second Miss, shall I escort you home?"
Long Tianjiao glanced at Liang He, finally stood up, and, casting a dismissive look at Shi Xiaotian, left.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Shi Xiaotian turned and headed to the kitchen.
After preparing the hangover tea and returning, she was startled to find Liang He had woken up; he was leaning against the headboard with a cigarette between his fingers.
"Brother Liang, hangover tea, please drink."
"I've just vomited; I'll drink it later." His voice was hoarse, and he looked exhausted.
