"Not yet, there aren't many people here," Ji Yanzhi glanced at her face briefly, then politely averted his gaze, "The banquet has started, are you hungry? I'll take you over."
The word "Okay" was on the tip of Lu Zhenzhen's tongue, but she suddenly remembered what Young Master Ji's Grandma had said.
In her current state, reeking of alcohol, even she found herself unpleasant. How could she sit at the main table with Uncle Ji's family?
"Sorry, I lost control for a moment and drank a bit too much, so I won't eat. I'll come to visit Uncle Ji at the Ji Family tomorrow."
For some reason, Ji Yanzhi also felt a sense of relief.
It wasn't because he felt burdened, but because in her current state, she was indeed not suitable to appear in front of others. Even though he believed Lu Zhenzhen had enough composure to last until the end of the banquet, that grace was more fitting for dealing with outsiders; the Lu and Ji families weren't that distant.
