Rong Jing, who was supposed to stay at the old house with his grandfather, suddenly appeared in front of her.

His hands tightly embraced her slender waist.

Rong Jing frowned upon smelling the strong scent of alcohol on Su Yinwan.

"Drinking again? You're so disobedient. I'll deal with you when we get home."

"Hehe, I only drank a little bit, I'm just happy."

"You call this a little bit? Look at you, you can't even stand up straight."

Rong Jing pinched her waist slightly, sounding somewhat reproachful.

"Um~ I'm not talking to you anymore, I need to go to the bathroom."

"I'll take you there."

After saying that, Rong Jing led her into the restaurant's restroom.

Jiang Yubai, who witnessed everything, had a sharp look in his eyes and clenched his fists.

Afterwards, the two came out of the restroom.

Upon returning to her seat, Yunhe saw this and stood up to offer Rong Jing her seat.

She sat down directly next to Jiang Yubai.

Rong Jing pursed his lips, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

He just stared at Jiang Yubai sitting opposite him.

Jiang Yubai was equally defiant, returning his gaze with a sinister look.

You could sense that there was a lot of hostility between the two men; it seemed like there was some tension between them.

"Um, have you eaten? Would you like another set of chopsticks and a bowl?"

Yunhe was intimidated by the chill emanating from Rong Jing, but she still mustered up the courage to politely ask him a question.

"No need, I'll take Wanwan back now, she's drunk."

"No, I'm not drunk. I can still drink. I'm not going back."

Su Yinwan pouted and denied it.

She wanted to have a few more drinks with Yunhe and reminisce about the past.

"Sweetie, let's go home."

Rong Jing gently brushed aside the stray hairs on her cheeks with his hand.

"No, I won't go back." Su Yinwan frowned and pushed away his embrace.

The man simply picked her up and carried her towards the door.

No, Jiang Yubai quickly got up and walked in front of Rong Jing, stopping him from taking Su Yinwan away.

"Xiao Wan said she's not going back, didn't you hear?"

"I advise you not to meddle in other people's business."

Rong Jing said coldly with a sullen face.

Seeing this, Yunhe quickly stepped forward to defuse the situation, fearing that the two were really going to fight there.

"Then take her back first. Be careful on the way, and remember to make some hangover soup for Xiaowan when you get back."

She stopped Jiang Yubai, stood in front of him, and said to Rong Jing with a smile.

Rong Jing didn't say anything more and carried Su Yinwan outside.

"What are you doing? Her husband is coming to take her home, why are you stopping him?"

Jiang Yubai, “…”

Yunhe was unaware of his anger and sat down to continue eating her side dishes and drinking her wine.

Seeing that he was still standing, she spoke again, "I said, Yu Bai, can't you sit down and have a few more drinks with me? It's been so long since we got together."

"You don't need to worry about Xiaowan, her husband will take good care of her."

Yunhe assumed he was worried about Su Yinwan, so she comforted him.

Princess Rongjing carried Su Yinwan out of the restaurant.

The woman in his arms kept insisting on getting down and walking.

Rong Jing had no choice but to comply with her wishes.

Su Yinwan walked ahead, while Rong Jing supported her from behind.

As they walked, the two arrived at the big banyan tree.

Rows of small nightlights were hung on the drooping branches.

It added a touch of romance to the dark night.

This is no ordinary night light; it's a solar-powered patterned bottle light.

It absorbs solar energy to charge during the day and turns on at night when it gets dark, saving energy and being convenient.

At this time of year, most of the town's elderly and children would gather here to chat and play games.

Perhaps because the theater has been open these past few days, everyone has been going there.

Apart from Su Yinwan and Rong Jing, there was no one else around the banyan tree.

The opera stage is not far from the big banyan tree.

Even sitting here, they could hear a little bit of opera music.

Su Yinwan casually sat down on a bench, and Rong Jing followed suit and sat down next to her.

At first, she rested on his shoulder.

The two remained silent, quietly enjoying the peaceful night.

Every now and then I could hear the sounds of opera and applause.

Afterwards, Su Yinwan's neck felt a little sore.

She simply lay down on Rong Jing's lap.

At this moment, Rong Jing draped a long, thin coat he had taken from home over her.

The autumn nights are a bit chilly.

Thinking back, Su Yinwan only wore a long dress when she went out and didn't bring a coat.

When he went out to look for her, he thoughtfully took a coat with him.

This came in handy at just the right time.

Taking advantage of her drunkenness, Su Yinwan looked up at him like this.

Her man is the most handsome and charming from any angle.

Rong Jing knew the woman had been watching him, so he leaned down slightly to let her see him up close.

Are you satisfied?

"Yes, I'm very satisfied."

Su Yinwan reached out and touched his forehead; it was smooth and delicate.

Further down, to his eyebrows, eyes, nose, and thin lips.

Every part of it is so perfect and flawless.

He was like God's favorite.

Not only was she born in Rome, but she also possesses an absolutely stunningly beautiful face.

Most importantly, they have intelligence, ability, and all the necessary qualities.

If you ask him what he lacks, it's probably nothing.

"I was thinking, wouldn't you have a different kind of masculine charm if you grew a beard?"

Su Yinwan touched his chin; his beard was cleanly shaved.

But then a thought suddenly popped into her head.

"What, Mrs. Rong, do you want me to stay?" Rong Jing chuckled to himself.

No, I still prefer you the way you are.

Su Yinwan shook her head.

In that case, the two of them standing together would give off a vibe of a mature and steady older man and a young and playful wife.

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