During dinner, Qiao Zhen intentionally drank two more glasses of wine.

She wasn't a big drinker, and as her cheeks flushed and her eyes became a little glazed, Lu Zheng tried to stop her, but she insisted on raising her glass again, saying, "The color of wine is purplish-red. I wish our Luosheng all the best in the college entrance examination and a bright future!"

After saying that, he drank the half-glass of wine in one gulp.

Qiao Luosheng was drinking grape juice, which was about the same color, and laughed, "You make it sound like I'm going to be a star!"

“It’s not impossible.” Qiao Zhen cupped her cheeks in her hands. “Our Luo Sheng’s looks are good enough to beat a whole bunch of young heartthrobs.”

Qiao Luosheng shook his head, "I want to study finance."

"Hmm?" Qiao Zhen's mind, which had been a little dazed, suddenly cleared up.

She understood Qiao Luosheng's motivation for studying this major.

He wants to become a successful and philanthropic entrepreneur like his father, providing a happy and prosperous life for his family and contributing to society.

Qiao Zhen felt a pang of emotion; her younger brother, whom she had always protected, had grown up.

That's great.

Feeling touched, she was about to pour herself another drink when Lu Zheng slapped the rim of the glass.

"You've already drunk too much."

"It's okay, it's just a small sip!" Qiao Zhen moved the blanket aside and poured the wine with a "glug glug" sound. "Anyway, we're at home, with you all here, so there's no need to worry about running into bad people..."

Her words abruptly stopped, her face flushed so red it looked like it was about to bleed.

Thinking back to her first encounter with Lu Zheng, wasn't it just that she got drunk and, emboldened by her intoxication, tried to flirt with a "respectable married man," which led to this whole series of melodramatic events with Lu Zheng...

Qiao Zhen was a little embarrassed, and before Lu Zheng could stop her, she finished her drink again.

After drinking the cold beverage, my mind became increasingly hazy, so I stopped thinking about these random things.

"Zhenzhen, you're not allowed to drink anymore," Lu Zheng instructed, gesturing to the caregiver, Deng, to take away the wine bottle and glasses.

It wasn't that taking care of a drunk person was too much trouble, but rather that she was worried Qiao Zhen would have a headache the next day.

Qiao Zhen looked up, smiled foolishly at Lu Zheng, raised her empty hand as if offering a toast, "Come on, have another drink!"

Looking at her daughter's flushed cheeks, Qiao's mother asked, "What's wrong? Are you suddenly unhappy, or did something happy happen?"

Lu Zheng explained gently, "Qiao Zhen has been very happy these past few days with the family."

Qiao's mother felt a little melancholy. If she were in good health, her daughter wouldn't have to work so hard.

Lu Zheng saw through Qiao's mother's thoughts and comforted her in a gentler voice, "Auntie, I think things will get better and better in the future."

As Qiao's mother gazed at Lu Zheng, she seemed to see her husband in a daze.

With the pillar of the family back, she felt incredibly relieved.

"Hmm..." Qiao Zhen stared blankly for a while, blinked her watery eyes, and then her body slumped down softly. Lu Zheng reached out and caught her in time.

In front of Qiao's mother and Qiao Luosheng, he remained calm and composed without blushing or skipping a beat.

"Qiao Zhen is already drunk. I'll help her upstairs to rest first." Lu Zheng instructed his assistant to make a hangover soup, and then carefully helped Qiao Zhen up.

Qiao Zhen leaned softly against Lu Zheng, feeling quite comfortable in her hazy state of mind. So she rubbed against his shoulder like a little wildcat.

Lu Zheng smiled and hugged her even tighter.

Qiao Zhen's steps were a little weak and she couldn't muster any strength. After staggering a few steps, she clung to Lu Zheng, muttering that she wanted to drink another cup.

A hot, slightly alcoholic scent wafted over his neck and shoulders, like a raging fire that instantly spread from those spots to his entire body. His throat bobbed a few times, and he couldn't help but look down at the woman in his arms.

Her cheeks were flushed and delicate, and even her snow-white neck was tinged with a charming light red. Her long, fine eyelashes trembled like fans, sweeping across his heart.

The fire on his body burned even more intensely.

In front of Qiao's mother and Qiao Luosheng, he couldn't be too presumptuous, so he still chose to help Qiao Zhen upstairs.

Lu Zheng said, "Qiao Zhen, lift your leg and go up the stairs."

Qiao Zhen obediently lifted her leg, and just as most of her foot was about to land on the step, she slipped down like an eel.

"Qiao Zhen?" Lu Zheng called out.

Qiao Zhen lifted her leg again, but still couldn't muster the strength. "Ugh, so annoying, I don't want to move anymore..."

She snuggled against Lu Zheng like a little wildcat.

"Hold me..."

Her sweet, charming voice made Lu Zheng's eyes even more profound.

Their hot breaths mingled, and the ambiguous atmosphere grew stronger. Lu Zheng was afraid that he would lose his soul to this delicate little woman.

He glanced at Qiao's mother and Qiao Luosheng, who were looking over here. Judging from their expressions, they probably hadn't heard Qiao Zhen's coquettishness.

Otherwise, if Qiao Zhen sobers up and recalls this incident, she'll be so embarrassed she'll want to crawl into a hole.

He smiled faintly, coughed lightly, and said in a very serious tone, "Qiao Zhen is very drunk... Nurse Deng, could you please help me carry her upstairs?"

The caregiver, Deng, gestured to indicate the width of the stairs, "Isn't it too narrow for the three of us to walk side by side?"

Qiao Luosheng laughed loudly and said bluntly, "Brother Lu Zheng, why don't you just carry me upstairs?"

Mrs. Qiao nodded in agreement.

Lu Zheng picked up Qiao Zhen in a very professional manner.

To her surprise, without her having to lift a finger, Qiao Zhen started swinging her legs again. "Wait, where are we going? Aren't we supposed to have a few drinks?"

Lu Zheng coaxed, "Be good, I'll give you some to drink in a bit."

However, what they drank was a hangover soup.

Qiao Zhen muttered, "You bad guy, I don't believe you..."

"..." Lu Zheng raised his eyebrows, wondering what he had done to upset her, and how he had suddenly become the bad guy.

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