"What are you drinking for? Go back to sleep!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan was in no mood at all; he had spent the whole day cleaning up Shu Jia's messes.

"No, I'm not leaving unless you drink with me!"

As Shu Jia spoke, she twisted her body, trying to break free from Zhuo Zhiyuan's embrace.

While struggling to break free, he kept talking.

"Help! Someone is robbing civilians here—"

Before Shu Jia could finish her sentence, Zhuo Zhiyuan quickly reached out and covered Shu Jia's mouth.

He leaned close to her ear and gritted his teeth, saying fiercely, "Grandma—stop yelling—I'll drink with you, okay?"

Shu Jia smiled with satisfaction after hearing those words clearly.

Zhuo Zhiyuan had no choice but to help Shu Jia up again and find an empty booth to sit down. Shu Jia immediately called the waiter to bring wine.

Seeing that the small table was soon filled with all kinds of wine, Zhuo Zhiyuan, shocked by Shu Jia's generosity, looked at the table of wine with a worried expression and looked at Shu Jia.

Is this crazy woman tormenting him because she's in a bad mood?

O(╥﹏╥)o

Zhuo Zhiyuan wasn't a big drinker; after a few beers, he was already a bit tipsy.

But at least he still remembered why he came here.

"I'm not drinking anymore—I'm going home—"

"That bastard Li Qingji—a despicable scoundrel—I curse him to have children born without an anus and to be a cuckolded father for life—"

"Let's go back!" Zhuo Zhiyuan pulled Shu Jia again.

"What kind of man is he if he can't control his lower body? He's a beast!"

Shu Jia got more and more carried away with her cursing and couldn't stop at all. At this moment, she had completely forgotten about going back.

"Not going back? Fine—then I'm leaving, you can keep cursing here!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan rubbed his temples, feeling utterly helpless, and stood up to leave.

Shu Jia behind him didn't react at all and continued to curse Li Qingji.

"Li Qingji, you hypocrite, why do you have to disgust me? I'd better never see you again!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan, who had already walked out of the bar, finally succumbed to his conscience and returned to pull Shu Jia, who was still cursing, up and dragged her out of the bar despite her resistance.

Where to?

"My home!"

Shu Jia responded quickly.

Zhuo Zhiyuan glanced at Shu Jia with surprise, wondering if she was actually drunk.

But Shu Jia's hazy eyes and flushed face told Zhuo Zhiyuan that Shu Jia was really drunk, and quite drunk at that.

This rapid reaction is merely a conditioned reflex of self-protection.

The bar is near Shu Jia's school and not far from her rented studio apartment; it's a ten-minute walk away.

Zhuo Zhiyuan had no choice but to help Shu Jia walk towards her apartment.

Throughout the journey, Shu Jia kept muttering curses at Li Qingji.

Even after Zhuo Zhiyuan helped Shu Jia to her apartment, Shu Jia's mouth continued to chatter incessantly, spewing profanities.

Zhuo Zhiyuan was so tired of hearing it.

Zhuo Zhiyuan threw Shu Jia onto her bed and wanted to leave as soon as possible to get some peace and quiet.

"Stop right there! Don't move!"

Shu Jia was incredibly fast, not at all like someone who was drunk, and grabbed Zhuo Zhiyuan's trouser leg.

Zhuo Zhiyuan wore a pair of loose-fitting sweatpants with an elastic waistband today.

What are you doing! Let go of me!

Zhuo Zhiyuan covered his waistband with both hands to prevent his pants from being pulled down.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you!"

"...Then let go first."

"I won't let go."

"What exactly do you want?" Zhuo Zhiyuan's patience ran out.

Shu Jia sat cross-legged on the bed, patting the other side of the bed with her free hand.

"Sit down. I have a few questions for you."

"don't want."

Zhuo Zhiyuan couldn't hold his liquor. After a few drinks, he felt his brain was much slower than usual, and all he wanted to do was get back to his dorm and sleep.

"Oh—then I won't let go."

Shu Jia turned her head to look at Zhuo Zhiyuan, and what she said was enough to infuriate someone.

After saying that, he tightened his grip on his pants.

Zhuo Zhiyuan gritted his teeth.

The pants were still in someone's hands, so he had no choice but to lower his head.

So, obediently, I followed Shu Jia's hand and was pulled to sit down on the other side of the bed.

As Zhuo Zhiyuan moved, a large section of the soft bed collapsed instantly, and Shu Jia, who was on one side, was also pulled towards Zhuo Zhiyuan's side by inertia.

Zhuo Zhiyuan hurriedly helped Shu Jia up and sat her down, then quickly moved to a position further away from her.

"Ask whatever questions you have!"

Zhuo Zhiyuan just wanted to finish the battle quickly.

"Waaaaah, you hate me!" Shu Jia, who was baring her teeth and brandishing her claws just a second ago, burst into tears the next second.

Zhuo Zhiyuan froze on the spot.

Are women really that fickle?

Seeing Shu Jia crying more and more miserably, Zhuo Zhiyuan lost his temper.

He had seen Shu Jia's defiant and arrogant side, her boastful side, and her infatuated side...

I've never seen Shu Jia cry so sadly before.

"Don't cry. I don't dislike you."

Zhuo Zhiyuan spoke awkwardly.

"Really? You're not kidding me?"

Shu Jia, who had been crying miserably just moments before, stopped crying in an instant, so quickly that Zhuo Zhiyuan couldn't help but wonder if everything he had just experienced was just a figment of his imagination.

To avoid Shu Jia causing trouble again, Zhuo Zhiyuan felt that it was best to comply with Shu Jia's every whim.

He had been tormented to the point of being completely powerless.

"I'm not lying to you."

Zhuo Zhiyuan nodded quickly, afraid that if he hesitated even for a second, Shu Jia would burst into tears.

Do you solicit prostitutes?

The moment Shu Jia stopped crying, she uttered something astonishing.

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