地震时怎样保护自己

Secretary Wang immediately came over, “Young Madam, why don’t you ride back with President Qin? We’ve concluded our business talk.”

Lu Weixi was about to refuse when the man on her shifted slightly, but not in an attempt to stand. It’s just that he found his current position a bit uncomfortable. He twisted his head and slowly withdrew his long legs into the car, settling for another position to sprawl.

“But my car…”

Secretary Wang intervened again: “Young Madam, take our car to work tomorrow. It’s not good to stay like this on the side of the street.”

Perhaps to reinforce his argument, the car behind them turned on its high-beam lights, and pressed its horn impatiently. Left with no choices, Lu Weixi nodded. Secretary Wang helped her and Qin Zhiyou adjust their legs and then shut the car door.

The ride was smooth, though it took Lu Weixi considerable effort to finally free herself from Qin Zhiyou’s clutches. During that process, he seemed to sober up a bit, noticing himself sprawled on top of Lu Weixi. He frowned slightly, pursed his lips, adjusted his clothes and sat on one side.

Fortunately, the journey was not too long. In no time at all, the car arrived at the West Mountain villa.

The door on Qin Zhiyou’s side of the car was closer to the villa. Lu Weixi exited from her side, walked around, and only then reached his side. Secretary Wang, supporting him by the arm, began to speak: “Young Madam, could you please help—”

Before he could finish, Lu Weixi quickly flagged down one of the servants who were rushing over: “The master is drunk. Help him inside and prepare some hangover soup.”

No sooner had Lu Weixi finished her sentence did Qin Zhiyou, perhaps fearing losing face in front of the servants, shrug off Secretary Wang’s aid. He took a deep breath and staggered forward.

Lu Weixi didn’t pay any further attention to him. Noticing him making his way to the study first, Secretary Wang and the servants also followed him in shortly after. After the hangover soup was delivered, considering that the study was equipped with a bathroom and a bed, he might rest there later.

Once everything settled down, Lu Weixi retired to the bathroom. After finishing her shower and skincare routine, there was a knock on the door. She hastily put down the lotions and potions in her hand, throwing on a robe before answering the door.

Secretary Wang was there, “Young Madam, President Qin drank a bit too much tonight. Could you please check on him in the study? It’s not very convenient for the servants.”

Lu Weixi furrowed her brow slightly, making Secretary Wang suspicious that if she didn’t have to keep her manners in front of him, she would surely refuse.

After a short while, Lu Weixi gave a nod, “Of course.”

Secretary Wang breathed a sigh of relief, “Thank you, Young Madam. I’ll take my leave now and come to pick you up at eight tomorrow morning. If anything comes up, give me a call.”

Lu Weixi nodded: “Thank you for your hard work.”

In the study, when Lu Weixi came in, she ordered the servants directly: “You all may leave now. I can manage from here.”

The servants nodded, exited the room, and closed the door behind them.

Qin Zhiyou was lying on his side on the bed, with a blanket thrown casually over him. His brows were furrowed tight, seeming to suggest that he was not sleeping well. Thankfully, he held his liquor well—there was no vomitting, no drunken raving.

Lu Weixi took a glance, covered him with the blanket properly, removed his shoes, and then she heard him murmuring quietly. Thinking he was saying something, she leaned in to hear better, and found his lips slightly parted, muttering something like: “xixi….”