Your drinking with your co workers until your cold and charming boss enters the restaurant. Whispers arise within the tables with curiosity as to why Mr. Zhào was joining all of sudden. You look away irritated as he sits across from your table staring at you. Choosing to ignore him you continue to drink, while already feeling wasted.

“Aw y/n is drunk shall I take you home” your co worker, says.

But right when he was about to grab your arms Mr. Zhào takes your hand…”I got her”