Zhou Yanchen returned to Bai Heng's box with a stern expression, as if he was covered in frost.

He walked straight to the table, picked up the wine on the table without thinking, and drank it all. The spicy taste of the wine in his throat seemed unable to dispel the depression in his heart.

Bai Heng's eyes were fixed on Zhou Yanchen, and the more he looked, the more he felt that something was fishy.

He stood up slowly and walked steadily to sit next to Zhou Yanchen. "Yanchen, what's wrong with you? Didn't you find Jiang Yubai?"

There was concern and doubt in his voice, and he tried to find some clues from Zhou Yanchen's expression.

However, Zhou Yanchen's inner turmoil was not so easily understood by others.

He was not going to find Jiang Yubai, but actually wanted to find Shen Qingli, the person who could stir up thousands of thoughts in his heart.

He turned a deaf ear to Bai Heng's question, picked up the wine glass again as if he had heard it, and drank another glass of wine.

Seeing Zhou Yanchen like this, Bai Heng became even more curious and worried.

He frowned slightly, raised his hand to call Chang You, and his eyes stayed on Chang You for a moment, "What's wrong with your boss? Why is he like this the two times I saw him?"

"He used to be a very lustful person."

Bai Heng's words were full of inquiry, trying to get some answers from Chang You.

Chang You stood aside, secretly groaning in his heart.

He knew the reason why his boss lost his temper, but how could he dare to tell the truth?

If he told his boss that he was afraid that Dr. Shen and Jiang Yubai would be together, he would probably get furious and eat him alive.

Chang You lowered his head slightly, his eyes dodging, and after thinking for a moment, he said:

"Boss Bai, I also know what happened to the boss. Maybe he just didn't find the person, so he feels relieved."

His voice was a little dry, and he tried hard to maintain his composure.

After hearing Chang You's answer, Bai Heng became more and more confused.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: Is there any grudge between Yan Chen and Jiang Yubai?

Didn’t he hear it?

At this time, Zhou Yanchen seemed to have noticed Bai Heng's excessive inquiry. He raised his head slightly, his eyes showing a hint of patience, "Bai Heng, when did you become so gossipy? Why are you asking so many questions?"

His tone was somewhat cold, trying to stop Bai Heng from asking further questions.

After saying this, Zhou Yanchen handed a glass of wine to Bai Heng and said, "Drink with me."

"Okay, okay, let's drink." Bai Heng clinked glasses with him, then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

…

Shen Qingli and Jiang Yubai walked out of the restaurant. "Brother, thank you so much for your hard work today. You should come back and have a rest now."

Shen Qingli raised her head slightly and looked at Jiang Yubai, her eyes flashing with sincere gratitude.

Jiang Yubai had a faint smile on his face. His eyes stayed on Shen Qingli for a moment, and he asked with a hint of sarcasm: "Are you going home now?"

"Yes, I'll take a taxi to your company and then drive back." Shen Qingli responded softly.

Jiang Yubai laughed softly, "There are free drivers here, why bother taking a taxi?"

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes showing a trace of undoubted determination, "Let's go, I'll take you there."

His tone was gentle yet carried a sense of natural responsibility, as if this was a common occurrence, yet full of care and concern for her.

Shen Qingli felt a warm current in his heart, but also felt a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head slightly, a faint blush on her face, "This is really too much trouble for you."

"Why are you being so polite to me? Hurry up and leave." Jiang Yubai patted her shoulder lightly, his movements were gentle and natural.

He took the lead and walked towards the parking lot, his steps steady and calm.

Shen Qingli raised her head slightly and looked at Jiang Yubai's back. She pursed her lips slightly, then quickly followed Jiang Yubai's footsteps and walked side by side with him.

Jiang Yubai drove the car steadily to Shen Qingli's car, and with the slight sound of brakes, the car stopped quietly.

The atmosphere in the car was quiet and warm. Shen Qingli unbuckled her seat belt. She turned her head to face Jiang Yubai, her eyes full of gratitude:

"Brother, thank you so much for today. I'm going home now. I'll treat you to dinner another day."

Jiang Yubai's mouth corners slightly raised, his eyes filled with expectation: "Okay, I'll wait."

"Then I'll go back first. Goodbye, senior brother." After Shen Qingli said this, he pushed open the car door and got out.

Jiang Yubai's gaze followed Shen Qingli's figure through the car window until she got into the car. The car started slowly and gradually disappeared from his sight.

His head slowly tilted towards the passenger seat. The place where she had been just a moment ago was now filled with silence.

A trace of loneliness flashed across his eyes, and then he whispered to himself: "I look forward to our meeting again."

Shen Qingli returned home, paused for a moment, and went straight to the study.

She turned on the light, and soft light filled the room, but it also illuminated the fatigue and worry in her eyes.

She sat at her desk, carefully organizing all the evidence she had collected today, and then backing them up one by one.

She knew very well that in this war without the smoke of gunpowder, evidence was her most powerful weapon and she could not afford to lose it.

It's better to be safe than sorry.

After doing all this, she leaned back in her chair, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

This breath seemed to expel the fatigue and stress of the past few days, but she knew in her heart that this was only a temporary respite.

She had already planned to leave the country and get away from all the strife and noise once this matter was dealt with.

More importantly, I want to hear any news about Zhou Yanchen.

Although they had had a true beginning, Shen Qingli didn't want to be moved by him again.

Shen Qingli slowly opened his eyes, and a hint of determination rekindled in his eyes.

She turned off the computer and dragged her tired body into the bathroom.

…

Inside the private room, the lights flickered between the cups and goblets, and Zhou Yanchen's figure seemed particularly lonely in the changing light and shadow.

Tonight, he seemed to be driven by some invisible force, pouring glass after glass of wine into his throat. He was already getting drunk, but he still didn't stop drinking.

Chang You was extremely anxious.

He approached Zhou Yanchen cautiously and reminded him softly, "Boss, please stop drinking. I'll take you home to rest."

He stretched out his hand and tried to take the wine glass from Zhou Yanchen's hand.

However, Zhou Yanchen seemed to be touched on the scalp. He suddenly broke free from Chang You's hand, waved his arms in the air, and said with a bit of drunken stubbornness: "Don't touch me, I'm not drunk yet."

His eyes revealed a kind of confusion and stubbornness, as if in this drunken world, only continuous drinking could make him forget the troubles in his heart.

Bai Heng looked at Zhou Yanchen like this, his brows furrowed, his heart full of doubts.

He had known Zhou Yanchen for a long time, but he had never seen him lose his composure like this.

"Chang You, let's get him into the car."

"Don't let him drink anymore. I'm really afraid that if he keeps drinking like this, he'll get gastric bleeding." Bai Heng said decisively.

"Okay, Mr. Bai." Chang You responded quickly.

Immediately afterwards, two people reached out their hands, one on each side, to help Zhou Yanchen up from the sofa. His body was heavy and weak, and he staggered as he walked out with the support of the two people.

Zhou Yanchen's consciousness had gradually blurred under the influence of alcohol. His head drooped weakly, but he was still mumbling something incoherently.

Just as he was about to reach the car, Zhou Yanchen called out a name in a daze: "Shen... Qing... Li..."

"Yan Chen, who are you talking about? What?" Bai Heng's curiosity and doubts were instantly ignited, and he asked impatiently.