"If I hadn't met you, would you have stayed here all night?"

Ying Han blinked, as if she didn't understand what he meant, and Deng Chen didn't think he could make her understand.

He helped her into the back seat, parked his bike in front of the restaurant, and drove her home.

Halfway through the drive, he turned to look at the woman in the passenger seat, frowned in confusion, and asked, "Hanhan, do you want to take your friend home?"

"Yeah, my home is in the North Courtyard."

"I'm asking about your friend."

"Oh, you're talking about Le Qinjia. She's having a conflict with her husband. Her husband is not a good person at all and doesn't know how to care for others at all.

Deng Chen, if we get married, will you side with your parents and bully me all day long?

"...You're drunk."

"Well... I did it on purpose. I was sad, so I drank two sips." Ying Han said, and stood up and lay on the back of the driver's seat, very close to Deng Chen. "Do you know why I'm sad? It's all because of you. It's you who makes me so sad.

Yan Xing has never made me so sad before."

"...Yan Xing? Is that the one you mentioned earlier?" Deng Chen muttered to himself, a hint of disappointment in his tone. "What about him?"

"He's dead. He left me to die." Ying Han lay there, and after saying this, he began to cry sadly.

Deng Chen was a little overwhelmed. He turned his head to look at her and said, "Don't cry, it's all over."

"It's impossible. It's been decades. How can we get over it?"

Deng Chen felt relieved when he heard her words. He smiled and said, "How old are you? How can you say decades?"

"It's only been a few decades. I'm not lying."

"Okay, okay, you didn't lie."

Deng Chen felt that she had misunderstood before. This Yan Xing that Ying Han was talking about was either her childhood playmate or a small animal or something?

Ying Han's crying woke up Wang Leqin, who was standing beside him. After opening her eyes dazedly, she looked at Deng Chen and exclaimed, "Who are you?"

"He is my current boyfriend, Sister Leqin, he won't die again, right?"

Deng Chen, who was driving the car, felt ashamed of himself as she cursed him in front of him.

"Well, he looks good, he shouldn't die. Little brother, drive me home carefully." Wang Leqin came close to Deng Chen and took a closer look.

Deng Chen was so scared that he stepped back.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't drink too much and still knew their home.

Deng Chen first sent Wang Leqin back to the South Courtyard.

Before Wang Leqin got out of the car, he pointed at Deng Chen and said, "Boy, I'm warning you, send Hanhan home safely. If you don't, I'll skin you alive."

“…”

Wang Leqin staggered into her home, turned around and started the car, and found that Ying Han had taken advantage of the opportunity to run directly to the passenger seat.

With a dazed look, he stared at Deng Chen with a smile.

"Ahem, let me take you back."

"Deng Chen, where are you taking me?"

"go home."

"Oh." Ying Han said, holding Deng Chen's arms and said coquettishly, "Let's go."

Deng Chen was in a dilemma because of her. He only had one hand, which was occupied by him and he couldn't move it at all.

The two of them struggled for a while before they managed to calm Ying Han down.

Deng Chen took her back to the compound, helped her out of the car, and walked her to the door. "Go in by yourself, be careful."

"You won't come in with me."

"No, it's too late. Go back and have a good rest."

Ying Han was slightly disappointed and was about to go forward to hug him, but this time Deng Chen was on guard and quickly dodged him. "I'm leaving first. Come into the house quickly. Your parents must be worried."

Ying Han curled his lips reluctantly, looked back every few steps, and walked home with weak steps.

Deng Chen then went back with peace of mind.

Ying Han came home so late and was drunk. When Ying's mother saw it, she helped her upstairs and told her not to drink outside as a girl.

"Mom, it's okay. Deng Chen brought me back. No matter what time it is, she always appears in front of me like my Prince Charming."

"It's Deng Chen again. You're really entangled with him. Mom is telling you, I don't agree with you two being together."

Ying Han listened to her mother's words, lying on the bed, and suddenly burst into silent tears.

"Why are you crying?"

"He doesn't want to, and you don't want to either. What should I do? Why is it so difficult for me to be a little happier?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid? It's heartbreak, so what? Who hasn't experienced it a few times when they were young? How can you bear it? That Deng Chen is the same. What does he mean? You two are really making us adults more and more confused. Okay, stop crying. Go to sleep quickly."

"Mom, please sleep with me today."

"You reek of alcohol. I won't sleep with you."

"Mother."

"Okay, okay, go to sleep quickly, mom will stay with you."

Ying Han slept uncomfortably in a daze, and when he woke up it was already past nine in the morning.

I quickly got up and went downstairs, picking up my bag and ready to leave.

Ying's mother, who was in the kitchen, saw her panic and called her in confusion, "Where are you going?"

"Mom, I'm late."

"I think you've been drunk. Today is Sunday."

"Ah? I was scared to death."

"Mom asked you who you went drinking with yesterday."

"Sister Leqin, I met her when I got home from work."

"What's wrong with that kid? I haven't seen her in the compound recently since the last fight."

"She's still arguing with Gao Ran. The two of them have never reconciled."

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