Chapter 162: Mr. Jin, Miss Sang has come to pick you up and take you home.
Sang Qian's words seemed to be directed at Jin Changyu, but they were actually meant to warn herself.
Their marriage has ended.
She's going to start a new life with her baby.
This is the new life plan she made for herself after her divorce.
She cannot easily waver and destroy new plans that are already in place or even underway.
She's not alone anymore; she can't afford to lose.
So I have to be ruthless.
Whether it's for him or for myself.
After saying this to Jin Changyu, he didn't say anything.
Sang Qian thought that he was tacitly agreeing with her, and that the two had reached a consensus.
But unexpectedly...
His emotional outburst occurred three days later.
That evening, after Sang Qian finished dinner, she watched TV in the living room for a while. Around 8 p.m., just as she was about to go upstairs, her phone rang.
It was Gao Ze calling.
Sang Qian was surprised, but she answered the call immediately.
"Miss Sang, um... Mr. Jin drank too much at a party and refuses to go home. Could you... come and pick him up?"
Sang Qian:?
As far as I can remember, Jin Changyu wasn't the type to be addicted to alcohol, much less someone who got drunk easily.
The last time I saw him drunk was on the cruise ship.
Why are you drunk again today?
"He refuses to come back, so there's no use in you coming to me."
“But Mr. Jin keeps calling your name. If you don’t come, no one can persuade him to go home.”
"..."
Sang Qian's fingers, gripping the phone, curled slightly. "Why did he drink so much?"
Jin Changyu is not a person without a sense of propriety; how could he possibly allow himself to drink too much at a business dinner?
"I'm not quite sure either."
Gao Ze said, "But President Jin seems to have been in a low mood these past few days. At the dinner party, he met a client who had just gotten married. He got along quite well with the man, and the man kept toasting President Jin, which President Jin did not refuse. In the middle of the dinner, I had to deal with some work-related emergencies and left for more than an hour. When I returned to the dinner party, President Jin had already drunk too much."
Sang Qian, "..."
"After getting drunk, President Jin seemed even more depressed and unhappy."
Upon hearing this, Sang Qian tightened her grip on her phone slightly.
"Miss Sang, please," Gao Ze pleaded.
"He refuses to go home, what can I do?"
"If you come, Mr. Jin will definitely go back with you immediately."
Gao Ze said, "You trust me."
Sang Qian pursed her lips, remained silent for a moment, and then asked him, "Where is the address?"
This means they are willing to come and pick people up.
Gao Ze was so happy that he quickly gave her the address.
She was afraid that if she was even a second late, she would regret it.
*
When Sang Qian arrived at the hotel, Gao Ze met her downstairs and then took her to the VIP room upstairs.
Gao Ze pushed open the door to the private room. After Sang Qian went in, she saw that the large private room was quiet, with only a man sitting on the sofa.
Jin Changyu sat on the sofa, his head leaning back against the sofa back, his handsome face flushed and his brows slightly furrowed, as if he was not feeling well.
"Mr. Jin, Miss Sang has come to pick you up to go home."
Upon hearing this, Jin Changyu suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Sang Qian standing in front of him, he looked slightly surprised, as if he couldn't believe it.
He just stared at her blankly.
Sang Qian saw his slightly intoxicated eyes gradually turn red.
A moment later, he slowly reached out and took her hand, pulling her closer to him. He looked up at her and asked, "Qianqian, you really came?"
Her slightly hoarse voice carried a hint of grievance, yet also a touch of secret joy. Sang Qian's heart felt a gentle tug, and her voice softened involuntarily. "Um, are you alright?"
Hearing her concern, Jin Changyu's misty eyes brightened.
"I'm fine."
Sang Qian said, "Then let's go home."
"No, I don't want to go home."
Jin Changyu shook his head vigorously, his tone carrying a childlike stubbornness.
“When you get home, you ignore me and don’t care about me at all.”
He muttered something in a very low voice, which Sang Qian didn't hear clearly. She asked him, "If you're not going home, where do you want to go?"
Are we going to have to stay in a hotel for the night?
Jin Changyu looked up at her, the light falling on his eyes, reflecting a dazzling light.
"Shall we go to the central square?"
Looking at the man's hopeful face, Sang Qian was very puzzled, "???"
What was it about the central square that attracted him so much?
Even when drunk, he still insists on going there.
"Next time, you've had too much to drink. Go home first, okay?"
"I didn't drink too much."
Looking at the woman who was unusually gentle, patient, and caring towards him, Jin Changyu's tone became somewhat presumptuous, "I just want to go to the central square with you right now."
"I won't go home if you don't come with me."
"..."
Sang Qian couldn't help but look up at Gao Ze beside her.
Does that mean he'll immediately go home just because she's here?
Why are you still acting like this?
"..."
Gao Ze looked at his boss, who was acting coquettishly with his wife, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
He'd never seen a boss like this before.
But as a responsible assistant, he has the obligation and responsibility to help his boss achieve his wishes.
"Mr. Jin drank too much just now. He probably wants to go to the central square to air out before going home."
Sang Qian looked at him and asked, "Why do you have to go to the square to sell drinks anywhere else?"
Gao Ze forced a smile and explained, "The square is... more open, the air is better there."
"..."
Seeing Sang Qian's speechless expression, Gao Ze smiled ingratiatingly, "Anyway, the central square isn't far from here. Why don't you go all the way and accompany President Jin over there to sober up?"
Since we're already here, we can't just abandon them.
In the end, Sang Qian could only take the drunk man to the central square.
When he got off the bus, Jin Changyu seemed to have sobered up a bit, but his face was still a little flushed.
It's clear he drank quite a lot tonight.
After successfully delivering the two to their destination, Gao Ze said to Sang Qian...
“Ms. Sang, the issues that the company just resolved are still waiting for me to get back and finish up. Mr. Jin... I'll leave you to take care of him. I need to go and handle my work now.”
Sang Qian could only nod, "Okay, go ahead and get busy."
"If you need anything, feel free to call me or contact the driver."
"good."
Gao Ze spoke a few more words to the driver and then left.
*
The central square was busiest at night. The two stood under the square's signboard. Sang Qian was about to take him to a less crowded spot by the river to sober up when the man took her hand.
"There seems to be a performance over there, let's go check it out."
"?"
Why watch a show? Aren't we going to sober up?
Before Sang Qian could speak, she was led to a lively place.
There are performances almost every night here, including acrobatics and magic shows.
But tonight's performance was a little different; it was a group of young girls performing a dance.
The girls danced gracefully and were dressed in revealing clothing.
Sang Qian couldn't help but look at the man beside her, "So you're interested in this kind of performance?"
Jin Changyu met her meaningful gaze, his eyelids twitched, and he quickly explained:
"No, I didn't know what kind of performance this was. I just saw a lot of people gathered around and thought it was something interesting, so I brought you here... I didn't want to see this... Never mind, let's go see something else."
Fearing that Sang Qian would misunderstand him as a lecher, Jin Changyu grabbed her and turned to leave.
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