Chapter 24, The 24th Beam of Light: "Assistant Song is here to demonstrate how to tease me..."

"Let's go!" Ying Qi started the car, clearly more excited than the taciturn Yu Mushang in the back seat.

Along the way, Yu Mushang had several urges to ask Ying Qi to turn back to Villa No. 9, but he held back in the end, and the car stopped in front of the small bar.

It was a quiet music bar, which eased Yu Mushang's furrowed brows a bit. If it were a club with deafening music, he probably would have started having a headache before even getting out of the car.

Ying Qi took Yu Mushang to a more upscale and private booth, which had an extra security guard at the entrance compared to the regular booths, the purpose of which was to prevent strangers from approaching them.

The small bar was still quite crowded, and the lighting was dim, so Ying Qi didn't find Song Xingyun right away. He ordered some snacks and drinks and decided to go for a stroll.

After leaving the booth, Ying Qi opened Song Xingyun's WeChat Moments to confirm her table number, intending to find someone to invite over to play together. However, this time he accidentally clicked on a photo of her with a friend. He hadn't paid much attention before, but now that he looked closely, he wondered, "This person looks familiar, like I've seen her somewhere before."

Yu Mushang didn't stop Ying Qi from leaving. He just sat quietly, out of place in the bar's atmosphere. Despite being quite low-key, his spot still attracted quite a few passersby after Ying Qi left.

"Look, there's a handsome guy over there."

"How about you ask for their contact information?"

However, the security guards outside the booths were very dedicated, acting as an impenetrable wall. Yu Mushang was quite satisfied and planned to have Ying Qi give them a generous tip later.

Those who tried to strike up a conversation left disappointed, glancing back repeatedly as they went. Yu Mushang remained silent throughout, simply sitting there like a quiet, handsome man.

As long as Yu Mushang didn't start walking, no one noticed that he was visually impaired. He slowly reached for the soda drink that Ying Qi had prepared for him and took a small sip.

But he made a mistake and picked up the wrong one.

The liquid that entered his mouth contained a not-so-light alcohol content that spread throughout his mouth, and it was quite bitter, which suited his mood at the time.

You should know that he is a teetotaler, but now he drank, and he even drank several sips before stopping when he felt that his emotions were not right.

Meanwhile, at a small table in the corner of the bar, Song Xingyun and Wen Ying were enjoying their drinks.

"With your low alcohol tolerance, why do you always drink so fast?" Song Xingyun watched with amusement as Wen Ying drank one glass of fruit wine after another.

After finishing her small glass, Wen Ying licked her lips with a hint of lingering satisfaction. "It's just a tiny sip, and it's low in alcohol, it definitely won't get me drunk!" She couldn't even taste the alcohol.

Upon hearing this, Song Xingyun also took a small cup. The fruit wine really did taste like a beverage, so much so that she joined in drinking one cup after another, and the two of them ended up getting slightly tipsy.

Song Xingyun is an experienced wine connoisseur. When she was feeling a little dizzy, she belatedly realized that she had been misled by the fruity flavor and guessed that it had a bit of a kick.

Sure enough, when she looked at Wen Ying beside her, she saw that Wen Ying was already a little drunk. "Mistake. How about we call it a day and go home?" Song Xingyun knew Wen Ying's drinking capacity and behavior when drunk, and she couldn't let her get completely drunk outside.

Upon hearing this, Wen Ying immediately sat up straight. "This is just the beginning. I'm not going home. You don't think I'm drunk, do you? How could that be!" She actually looked sober at this moment, and Song Xingyun thought she had misjudged the situation.

The next second, Wen Ying stood up. "But I need to go to the restroom first. You wait for me here. When I get back, I'm going to ask you a lot of questions about you and that new boss. Confess and you'll be treated leniently, resist and you'll be punished severely!"

Upon hearing this, Song Xingyun wished she could get drunk and pass out on the spot! But she still asked considerately, "Shall I go with you?"

Wen Ying refused, "Are you afraid I'll get lost? Just wait here for me." After saying that, she turned and left. Her big wavy hair, combined with her black leather jacket and short leather skirt, made her look very cool.

Song Xingyun actually got nervous because of her words about "torturing" her, and grabbed the wine in her hand and downed it in one gulp.

She was fine when she didn't want to think about Yu Mushang, but now that she was thinking about him, she couldn't stop. She propped her head up with her hand and muttered, "Ying Qi should have gone to Villa No. 9, right? Should I send him another message to ask? I wonder if he's put on his plaster yet..."

Thinking of this, she tapped her head. "When did you become such a worrier?" Yes, she used to be so busy worrying about herself that she never worried about other people. How could she have changed so much in just one week?

In the end, she could only attribute the situation to her own strong sense of responsibility, since her job was a personal assistant, which required her to take care of every little detail.

Just as Ying Qi finished confirming the location of Song Xingyun's table, he passed through the restroom corridor when a woman with curly hair patted her head and, without even opening her eyes, stumbled and bumped into him.

The woman's nose must have hurt from the impact; she rubbed it and muttered in annoyance, "Why is there such a thick pillar in this little bar?"

The pillar that was hit: ?

It's quite normal to get a little drunk in this place, so Ying Qi didn't take it to heart. She took a step to the left to walk away, but the other person also took a step to the left. Then he took a step to the right, and she happened to take a step to the right as well.

"Has this pillar come to life? How can it move?"

Hearing this, Ying Qi said helplessly, "Miss, look carefully, I am a person, not a pillar."

Wen Ying only looked up when she heard this voice, and tried hard to open her eyes to see the person in front of her. Her face was mostly covered by her long hair, but Ying Qi could see her eyes clearly.

Just when everyone thought Wen Ying had seen things clearly this time, she unexpectedly said, "Tsk, these days the pillar spirits are actually quite good-looking." After saying that, she flicked the hair that was in the way of her face.

Ying Qi didn't know whether he should be happy or not. People praised his good looks, but unfortunately they thought he was a pillar spirit.

The spotlights shone on them, making their faces, which had been hidden in the dim light, clearly visible. Ying Qi recognized her immediately, "It's you?"

But Wen Ying had already pushed herself to the limit, and the aftereffects of the alcohol completely took hold. She collapsed into Ying Qi's arms, saying, "Pillar spirit, let your sister hug you."

Ying Qi had no choice but to catch her as she was about to slip down. "Miss, don't take advantage of me!"

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Song Xingyun stared in the direction Wen Ying had left for a long time, but she didn't return. "Could she be sleeping in the bathroom?"

She got up worriedly to look for him, but stopped abruptly as she turned a corner. She saw a man sitting upright in a booth. "Am I seeing things?"

Song Xingyun rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't hallucinating. She looked around but didn't see Ying Qi anywhere. In her mind, she cursed him, "How could you let him come to a place like this alone!"

Ying Qi didn't see her, but she saw Wen Ying's back in the corridor not far away. She didn't know who Wen Ying was talking to, so Song Xingyun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wen Ying had met a friend. She didn't rush over. At this moment, the man in the booth became her priority, so she walked over quickly.

As a result, she was also stopped by the security guard outside the booth, and she hurriedly said, "The person inside is my friend!"

The security guard had heard this sentence at least ten times in the past half hour, but the person inside had not responded. He assumed it was another person trying to scam him and was about to tell her to leave when the distinguished guest behind him spoke up this time, "Let her in."

The security guard was taken aback. A true friend?

He followed instructions and put Song Xingyun inside.

The girls who had been squatting nearby, still hoping to find an opportunity to go in and chat, looked at each other in confusion. "Should we keep squatting?" They had originally planned to wait until the security guard went to the restroom before sneaking in.

Now that hope seems slim, "Let's go back and have a drink. It looks like this handsome guy isn't for you or me tonight."

Song Xingyun happened to hear this and almost tripped while walking. She saw the man get up at some point and even accurately catch her. "Why do you always fall? Is your cerebellum not developed properly?"

Song Xingyun: ...

"Boss, why are you swearing?" She should have known better than to worry about him.

Yu Mushang knew his words were offensive, so he sat down without arguing.

Song Xingyun then asked, "Why are you here alone so late? Where's Ying Qi? He's so unreliable."

Yu Mushang coldly replied, "You knew he was unreliable, yet you still entrusted me to him?"

Song Xingyun was speechless and choked with emotion. After a few seconds, her voice weakened as she spoke, "It wasn't an emergency that we had to use him as a makeshift solution..." As for what kind of emergency it was, she thought they both knew perfectly well. Now that she was facing him, with his handsome face open and his muscles closed, her face flushed again.

The singer on stage started singing, and Yu Mushang, who hadn't heard what she said, asked, "What did you say? I didn't hear you clearly."

Song Xingyun couldn't very well repeat herself, but she also couldn't very well not respond. Given the noise outside, she moved closer to him, cupped her hand around his ear, and whispered, "Tell me, what are you doing here?"

The sudden, approaching voice tickled the man's ears. He turned towards the source of the sound, and Song Xingyun, caught off guard, found the man's face right in front of her, their noses barely touching. "You..."

Too close... She didn't dare to breathe.

Yu Mushang keenly sensed her breath through the single word she uttered. He mentally assessed the distance between them and, upon reaching his conclusion, his Adam's apple involuntarily bobbed up and down.

To cover it up, he spoke up, "Ying Qi said he's coming."

Not far away, someone who was being forced to carry people and take the blame sneezed loudly. Not only that, but probably because the noise was too loud and disturbed the drunkard in her arms, she actually raised her hand and slapped him in dissatisfaction, "Noisy."

Yingqi: ?

Why is my life so miserable?

Before Song Xingyun could even complain about Ying Qi after hearing the answer, Yu Mushang bombarded her with three questions: "Where's Assistant Song? What's she doing here? Did she harass me at Villa No. 9 and then come here to harass others?"

Song Xingyun's eyes widened, and she seized the opportunity to take a step back. "Nonsense, don't spread rumors." It was true that she had flirted with him, but to come here and flirt with other people was just outrageous.

Thinking of those men squatting outside who looked like they wanted to strike up a conversation, she felt a strange tightness in her chest. She retorted, "But boss, are you here to give others a chance to flirt with you?" She could tell that his simple, quiet sitting there didn't stop him from being a hot commodity.

Yu Mushang curled his lips. "Oh? Who here would dare to flirt with me? How come I didn't know?" Those security guards weren't just for show.

Song Xingyun then promptly reported on the situation outside the booth. Yu Mushang picked up the glass of wine on the table, took a sip, and slowly said, "So far, only Assistant Song has successfully entered. Are you here to give them a demonstration?"