Chapter 264 I Like You So Much
"Did I just drink too much?"
"I must have drunk too much. I heard someone spent 900,000 yuan on a skewer..."
"Looks like I drank too much..."
Everyone was talking at once, but no one knew which table had paid the bill.
The owner hurriedly dropped the skewers he was holding and ran to get his phone to check. When he saw the amount received, he counted it over and over again.
Oh shit!
He can't even earn 970,000 in a year. I don't know who swept 900,000 away. Was it a mistake or something?
Whatever it is, this is challenging his moral bottom line!
Who wouldn't be tempted if they suddenly received a transfer of nearly one million?
But despite his inner turmoil, the boss resisted the temptation and turned back to ask, "This, who among you scanned the wrong thing?"
Qin Ce was helping Qiao Xing, who was so drunk she could barely stand.
Hearing the boss's words, Qin Ce turned his head and glanced at the boss. "It's us."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone around him turned to look. After seeing his clothes and demeanor, they suddenly felt that it wasn't surprising that this had happened to him.
Someone joked, "Boss, you've met a benefactor! He tipped you so much money just for a skewer, you're going to be rich!"
The boss gave an awkward smile; he didn't have the guts to embezzle the 900,000 yuan.
"Maybe they think the owner's grilling is delicious and want to take over the shop so the owner can grill for them exclusively?"
"A dedicated kebab chef, huh? That's impressive. Ten years of kebab grilling, and you've become rich overnight."
Qin Ce seemed oblivious to the cacophony of voices around him. He picked Qiao Xing up and said to the shopkeeper, "She was drunk and made a mistake. I'll have someone handle this later."
He left those words behind, ignoring everyone's reactions, and carried Qiao Xing out.
Qiao Xing wrapped her arms around his neck, completely dazed, and asked, "What are you talking about?"
Anyone who's drunk knows that even if their mind is clear, they're practically out of control, their hands, feet, mouth, and ears are all beyond their brain's control.
So Qiao Xing can think, but that's all she can do; she can't take any action, and she doesn't even know what she's saying.
Qin Ce put her in the car, fastened her seatbelt, took her phone, took a screenshot of the transfer record and sent it to his own WeChat, then clicked to delete the transfer record, and then put the phone in her pocket.
"It's okay, let's go home."
Qiao Xing lay on the seat, looking at him with a dazed expression, her reaction slow. By the time she remembered to speak, Qin Ce had already returned to the driver's seat.
Qiao Xing rubbed her itchy skin in her seat, but Qin Ce ignored her the whole time and drove her back to her apartment complex.
She had been drinking, and with the car's air conditioning on, it was unbearably hot, so she couldn't help but press her face against the glass to cool down.
Qin Ce glanced back at her every now and then, and saw her twisting and turning in her seat, trying to take off her clothes, but the seat belt was holding her back, and her white down jacket was torn to shreds.
He looked away. With such a poor alcohol tolerance, he absolutely couldn't let her drink with other people outside.
Qin Ce gripped the steering wheel and took out his phone to call Han Yan.
After the call connected, it was a bit noisy on Han Yan's end, but the noise gradually subsided after a while, as if he had left the noisy place.
"What's wrong, Mr. Qin? What kind of chores do you need me to handle so late at night?"
This is based on Han Yan's experience: when Qin Ce calls him after 10 p.m., it's usually about trivial matters.
It's either towing or dealing with traffic violations or something like that.
Qin Ce briefly explained the situation to him, and Han Yan couldn't help but laugh after listening, "Your wife always does such unbelievable things."
"Alright, go and deal with it as soon as possible."
"It's just a million, what's the rush? When did you ever need a million? I'm meeting with a client right now and can't leave."
"Whatever, I just wanted to let you know."
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible." Han Yan hung up the phone and raised an eyebrow.
It seems this guy has been spending too much time with his wife; he's started haggling over every penny. I even gave him a bunch of receipts before.
It was all receipts for gas, highway tolls, taxi fares, parking fees, and so on. Who knows how shocked Han Yan was when he saw that pile of receipts?
It's not a good thing when a boss starts to be stingy.
Yesterday, the administration department complained to him that the annual meeting plan was rejected because the gift of 20,000 yuan in shopping cards was too high, and they requested that it be changed to 2,000 yuan plus laundry detergent.
Even a dog wouldn't want a shopping card worth two thousand.
Of course, Qin Ce was unaware of Han Yan's complaints; he was already downstairs.
He opened the car door and carried Qiao Xing out of the car.
After such a long time, the effects of the alcohol had fully kicked in, and before he even touched Qiao Xing, Qiao Xing had already wrapped her arms around his neck.
"It's so hot."
Qin Ce paused slightly, then looked down at the person in his arms.
Her cheeks were flushed, all the way to her ears, and her hair was a little messy. She rubbed her cheeks against Qin Ce's chest.
Simply because his suit was silky and cool.
Qin Ce kicked the car door shut, picked her up, and strode towards the elevator.
"Qin Ce..."
Qin Ce supported her with one hand and used the other to unlock the phone with his fingerprint. Qiao Xing hugged his waist and leaned against him, her hands groping around his waist.
He opened the door and helped her inside.
Qiao Xing staggered after him to the sofa. Qin Ce tried to put her down, but she clung to his waist and pulled him down with her.
Qin Ce stared at her with his dark eyes.
It must be said that Qiao Xing is indeed beautiful, with an oval face, long, straight black hair, and captivating peach blossom eyes.
Her eyes were hazy with drunkenness, as if veiled by a layer of mist. When she stared intently at someone, she always gave the impression of being filled with deep affection.
At this moment, she was indeed looking at Qin Ce with deep affection, her alluring gaze making it hard for anyone to resist.
Qiao Xing's eyes were unfocused, but she was trying very hard to see the man in front of her clearly.
She raised her hand and touched Qin Ce's cheek, calling out softly, "Qin Ce."
Qin Ce raised his hand and grabbed the hand on his face. "Hmm, what's wrong?"
"I like you so much..."
Qin Ce's eyes flickered. "How much do you like it?"
Qiao Xing spread her arms out to him, gesturing: "You like it that much."
Qin Ce watched her actions and chuckled, "You like it that much?"
"Hmm, so do you like me?"
"like."
"So how much do you like it?"
"Just like you."
Qiao Xing tilted her head and thought for a while, but couldn't figure it out. She then hugged Qin Ce's neck and said, "You can't be like me."
"Why?"
"I'm not as good as you, and I'm poor... Can't you be a little less than me?" Qiao Xing's words were incoherent, and as she spoke, tears welled up in her eyes.
All she could think about was that she wasn't good enough for him, that she was always bothering him, and that she was causing him trouble.
But she couldn't help him at all, she couldn't do anything. Qin Ce was unique, while she could be replaced at any time.
Qin Ce reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. "You're already very good to me, don't cry."
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