"Lin Yan, what was your father thinking last night, bringing that illegitimate child to Old Master Fu's birthday banquet?" Zhou Baixi had a bad hand and was now trying to muddy the waters by randomly bringing up a topic.
"I just think my brother is about to lose control, so I want to raise someone easy to control to compete with him!" Lin Yan casually tossed a pair of Jacks. He and Zhou Baixi were evenly matched, and now he was scheming how to beat Yu Qiuchi!
After wailing and howling enough, Fu Qingheng glanced at the two cards Yu Qiuchi had placed on the table and said, "After what Young Master Yu did last night, your father should have given up on those little schemes!"
"It's not just a rest; they even kicked that woman out overnight," Lin Yan sneered.
"You guys are really something, coming out to have fun without even inviting anyone. It's just a few of us grown men sitting here drinking, what's the point!" Lu Xiaoran was the most serious-looking one among them, but he was the most outrageous. He was leaning back on a single sofa with his collar wide open, drinking heavily.
Upon hearing this, Fu Qingheng immediately flew into a rage. He had just finished a video call with his wife to let her know: "Damn it! Lu Xiaoran, we're brothers, not enemies! If my wife finds out you've chosen someone, she'll kill me! Let me tell you, I don't want anyone but my wife! If we get divorced, you'll be the first person I won't let go!"
"Tch, henpecked..." Lu Xiaoran scoffed.
"Master Chi is still here, so behave yourself!" Zhou Baixi kicked Lu Xiaoran.
Lu Xiaoran knew, of course, that Yu Qiuchi was here. Yu Qiuchi didn't like calling people in, and he was just being sarcastic and saying it to satisfy his urge to talk.
“We’re all family, it’s not appropriate to invite outsiders in.” Yu Qiuchi picked up the two cards from the table and threw them down.
Zhou Baixi slammed the remaining cards on the table in frustration: "Another royal flush! I'm not playing with you anymore!"
Yu Qiuchi was really lucky tonight; he didn't lose a single game of "Run Fast" among the three of them.
"Tuesday, don't cheat!" Lin Yan said angrily. He was certain he could win this hand before Zhou Baixi!
Playing cards with Zhou Baixi was really boring; he was bad at the game and had no luck. Yu Qiuchi stood up, stretched, and then walked to the door of the private room.
"Yu Qiuchi, you think you can just run away after winning? No way!" Zhou Baixi shouted. "Come back and let's play a game of cards!"
Cheng Youwen, who had been drinking alone, also came out: "What's wrong, are you drunk?"
"I'm craving a cigarette, have one."
"I'm not afraid your brother will find out!" Chen Youwen raised an eyebrow.
Yu Qiuchi, who had been drinking, was not in a good mood as usual: "It's none of his business."
“Okay, you were fighting over your brother at Old Master Fu’s birthday banquet yesterday. Men, you can never figure them out.” Cheng Youwen handed one to Yu Qiuchi and took one for himself.
The lighter made a crisp sound, and the scarlet light flickered in the dim corridor. He took a deep breath, exhaled white smoke, and looked somewhat dejected.
Yu Qiuchi lightly bit the cigarette butt and held out her hand to Chen Youwen for a lighter.
Chen Youwen didn't give it to him. Instead, he leaned down and aligned his cigarette with Yu Qiuchi's. Chen Youwen's pupils were clear, with a slightly orange tint. When you looked into his eyes, he seemed very affectionate, giving you the illusion that his eyes were only for you.
Yu Qiuchi pushed him and then leaned against the wall: "Don't use your flirting skills on me."
"Alright, we're a proper guy now, so it's a little strange. But it's been a few years since we last saw each other, hasn't it..."
“Three years…” Nicotine stimulated Yu Qiuchi’s brain, and flickering sparks tore through the darkness.
Although Yu Qiuchi didn't lose tonight, he still drank quite a bit of alcohol, though the alcohol content wasn't very high, only around 40 or 50 degrees. But there were many different kinds, red wine, white wine, and beer mixed together, and now he's feeling a bit dizzy.
The corridor was cooler and less stuffy than the private room. Yu Qiuchi was exhaling smoke rings when he noticed that the door to the private room diagonally opposite him was half open. From his current angle, he could see inside. Yu Qiuchi originally wanted to politely look away, but then a pink flashed before his eyes.
Tang Ke frowned slightly as he looked at the bottle of wine being offered to him. He pushed it away in disgust. He knew he had been tricked when his friend hadn't come back for so long.
The person who was pushed away immediately protested: "Trying to be a prostitute while pretending to be virtuous? Since Wen Qian brought her here, isn't she just here to sell herself!"
Wen Qian was his college roommate and his first editor. He started writing novels at Wen Qian's invitation, but after graduation, he heard that Wen Qian had resigned, so he got a new editor, and their relationship gradually faded.
Tang Ke came today simply to repay a favor, who knew he would bring him to this kind of occasion.
Tang Ke's eyes turned cold, and he tried to get up and leave, but the man grabbed him and tried to force him to drink.
Tang Ke wasn't good-tempered. He grabbed an empty bottle and smashed it open.
"What are you all looking at here?" Zhou Baixi came out with a glass of wine. He had lost badly playing dice and everyone was making him drink alone. He was about to throw up.
"A hero saves the damsel in distress." Yu Qiuchi took the glass of wine from Zhou Baixi's hand and walked into the private room.
"Huh?" Zhou Baixi looked confused, but obediently followed.
Before the man could strike Tang Ke's arm, Yu Qiuchi stopped him in mid-air and splashed a glass of wine directly in his face.
"Wake up, you're welcome."
Tang Ke recognized the person just from his back. His eyes narrowed slightly. Yu Qiuchi was wearing a suit today, and he had an indescribable sense of asceticism.
"Who is it?" The man grimaced in pain as the wine was splashed on his wound. Blood mixed with wine flowed into his eyes, and he could no longer see anything.
The hostesses were already stunned and stood there in shock. Yu Qiuchi and his two companions were dressed in expensive clothes and were obviously not ordinary people.
"Tsk." Yu Qiuchi noticed that lately, some idiots kept asking him who he was. He stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the liquid in his glass on the table.
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