Chapter 64 The one who wants to get drunk is...
A drunk person doesn't make a lot of sense.
Sometimes when they are drunk, they may still say "hmm" and "ah" in response, but their cheeks are actually flushed and their eyes are vacant.
Either he would fall on the sofa with his eyes closed, snoring loudly, or he would try to stand up, but he was like mud and even with his shoulders supported, he couldn't move his legs.
Xia Yiqing was no exception that night.
At that time, Xia Yiqing seemed to dream that her mother locked her up in a small dark room as punishment, whipped her palms with a whip, and cried, asking Xia Yiqing why she couldn't win back her father.
"Why are you a girl? If you were a boy, Old Xia would definitely not look for another heir outside."
What did Xia Yiqing do at that time? She bit her lips hard, endured the pain for a while, and looked at her mother who gave birth to her with cold sweat on her forehead.
"Xia Feng is such a heartless person, can't you see that? This has nothing to do with whether I'm a man or a woman."
Perhaps, many people who speak choose to lie because the listeners cannot accept the facts.
But Xia Yiqing no longer understood at that time.
She was in the sixth grade, her height was growing taller and her mind was developing rapidly. She told her mother with a calmness that was beyond her peers.
Why did Xia Feng ignore the mother and daughter?
It's just that I hate everyone in the house.
"Impossible! He said he would love me forever. He said he would love me no matter whether it was a boy or a girl."
Xia Yiqing's mother held her head and recalled the details of their love affair, but her voice became more and more trembling, and finally turned into a roar. She grabbed her daughter, who was almost as tall as her, and pushed Xia Yiqing into the room where the electricity was located. With a snap, she closed the door.
"Mom, please don't leave me!"
Xia Yiqing rushed to the door and knocked desperately, but there was no response. Her shouts fell on deaf ears. There seemed to be an echo in the empty room, mocking her presumptuousness.
This is actually one of Xia Yiqing's constant nightmares.
Usually after not getting a response, he would calm down, tremble all over, and then wake up.
But this time, the door that Xia Yiqing knocked on seemed to have substance, a wall of flesh.
It has warmth, and when you hit it, it's not as hard as a wooden door, it hurts deep into your bones.
It was like some kind of muffled flesh and blood, and when you hit it, there was a bang, bang, bang, echo.
Being drunk, Xia Yiqing's consciousness was blurred, so of course she couldn't see that the man who was hit in the chest by her hammer turned pale in an instant and his lips turned cyanotic.
The servants nearby all looked nervous and had prepared various first aid medicines. Some of them wanted to rush over to give Qi Hanmu the medicine.
The man in dark silk pajamas gently raised his hand to stop them from coming closer. His eyes were alert, like a lone wolf guarding a precious prey with a fierce look in the dark night.
The drunk girl was clueless. She clenched her fists and pounded her chest almost twice. When she heard someone's mumbled words of comfort, she immediately cried out and burst into tears.
Xia Yiqing has fair cheeks and good skin. Even when attending various celebrity banquets, she doesn't need to wear much makeup, light makeup is enough.
So much so that now most of Xia Yiqing's face was covered with tears. Although her small face, which was the size of a palm, was made up, it did not look ugly at all. Instead, it looked a bit more cute and innocent.
Xia Yiqing looks less aggressive when she doesn't wear makeup.
There is some baby fat on both sides of her cheeks, her almond-shaped eyes are watery, and there is a sense of grievance in her hazy look. Her naturally red lips are slightly pouting, as if asking for a kiss.
God knows how much willpower Qi Hanmu exerted to endure it. He endured until his lips were bitten through, his wrists were torn by his fingertips, and rust was spread between his lips and teeth. On the surface, there was no fluctuation in his eyes.
He was just holding the metacarpal bones on the girl's waist, trembling unconsciously.
It was like the tail of a ferocious beast. When the beast had a tense face, it swayed upwards, and the tip moved slightly, just short of making a heart shape.
He was obsessed with this feeling.
Unfortunately, although Xia Yiqing's intelligence was reduced by alcohol, she was not stupid after all.
The next day, after waking up in the man's arms, Xia Yiqing was so scared that she quickly put on her clothes and ran to work at Xia's company. She didn't come back for several days.
Even now, when I recall the feeling of being surrounded by the faint cold fragrance, my heart still beats fast and my breathing trembles, as if someone picked me up from the mud, carefully scraped off the dirt on my body, kissed my forehead, and placed me on a soft cotton bed.
It was like being lifted up from the abyss to the clouds, floating so lightly that I felt like my feet could hardly touch the ground.
That night, Xia Yiqing clearly remembered that Qi Hanmu looked at her with gentle eyes and the strength he used to help her up the stairs was just right.
When Xia Yiqing fell asleep on the bed, every time she opened her eyes, she could vaguely see a person sitting by the bed, and then his slightly cool palm rubbed and patted her hair.
"Go to sleep, sweetheart."
The man's tone was gentle, with a hint of coaxing that was not usually seen, and with a strange power that seemed to soothe the most unbearable pain in his heart.
That sentence was no less than earth-shattering, and occupied a very high position in Xia Yiqing's heart, even without her knowledge.
Even though Qi Hanmu said sincerely that he "never gave her a legitimate status", Xia Yiqing still said that she wanted to start over, thinking of the little bit of warmth she felt that night and the kindness of the man who saved her from being kidnapped.
The headache is splitting, and the alcohol paralyzes the nerves, making people unconsciously become their truest selves.
The outline of a tall man appeared faintly in front of me, with superior facial features, excellent bone structure, deep eyebrows and eyes, and a high nose bridge.
It's just a little darker, not the kind of dark that comes from sunburn, but a little worse than cool white.
Unconsciously, Xia Yiqing pursed her lips. This person looked very similar to Qi Hanmu, except that his skin color was not as good as Qi Hanmu's.
"Is this Miss Xia? We've met before. I'm Chen Wen. Why is Miss Xia here alone? Are you drunk?"
Squinting her eyes, Xia Yiqing used the little remaining consciousness to recognize him as the man who had lent her his phone to call Su Huanhuan not long ago at Quanshanju.
"It's okay, someone will come to pick me up soon." Xia Yiqing took a step back.
She was wearing a pair of high heels today. The heels were as thin and high as stilts. Xia Yiqing took a big step back and was not careful and was caught off guard, so she missed the target and was about to fall backwards.
A dark light flashed in Chen Wen's eyes, and he reached out to help.
A pair of well-proportioned hands reacted faster than him. Before Chen Wen touched Xia Yiqing's waist, they embraced the person whose cheeks were flushed from drunkenness.
Qi Hanmu raised his eyelids slightly, a cold look appeared in his phoenix eyes, the corners of his lips were stretched into a straight line, and his gaze was even deeper in his deep eye sockets.
"She's taken."
A very possessive statement.
How could Chen Wen not know that the person in front of him was Mr. Qi San, the all-powerful man in Jiangcheng.
But relying on the friendship between the Chen and Qi families over the years, Chen Wen plucked up the courage and said jokingly, "Third Master, this little beauty doesn't seem to recognize you."
"Child of the Chen family, if you can't speak, you don't need to have a mouth."
Qi Hanmu glanced at Chen Wen lightly and saw his expression change several times.
After Luo Miao coaxed and threatened, "Mr. Chen, please go back, otherwise I'll have to reconsider the cooperation," Chen Wen frowned and bowed his head to apologize.
"Third Master, please don't hold it against me. I was just blind for a moment and didn't recognize you. Please forgive me, Third Master."
It was a very humble attitude. Chen Wen's status was not low either, so his words attracted everyone's attention.
But everyone just watched from afar, and when they saw Qi Hanmu, their expressions became more frightened.
In fact, many people don’t know the face of the Third Master of the Qi family, but when they see that the Smiling Tiger Luo Miao can be so servile in front of someone, then that person can only be the Third Master.
The whispers in the venue never dropped after Chen Wen appeared.
Many of the people present were old employees of the Xia family, and they had both good and bad impressions of Miss Xia Yiqing, so the discussion was noisy with voices from both sides.
But after recognizing Mr. Qi Sanye, everyone's voices seemed to have been paused, and disappeared without a trace.
Some words can be said behind someone's back, but if they are said in front of the person concerned, those words may become a death warrant.
I don't know where this statement came from, but so far, no one has dared to make a joke like Chen Wen did.
"I'm not going to bother with you? It seems that the old man of the Chen family is not good at educating his children."
Chen Wen bit his lips tightly with his teeth, and then a smile uglier than crying appeared at the corner of his mouth. He slowly bent his back, and the weight on his shoulders almost crushed him.
"Third Master, I was wrong. I will never covet your wife again. Please give me a chance."
Just when Chen Wen was sweating profusely, Qi Hanmu stopped talking again. Instead, a somewhat sticky voice sounded from the audience.
Qi Hanmu lowered his jaw slightly, and his gaze fell on the girl, like melting snow, slowly becoming gentle.
"Who are you? Why are you still using his perfume..."
The girl was probably a little unconscious. She clutched Qi Hanmu's clothes with her hands, blinked her confused almond eyes, and her eyebrows seemed to be frowned, looking extremely confused.
Her lips were moist, and because they had been stained with wine not long ago, they were particularly eye-catching. Looking closely, they looked like two perfect peaches, waiting to be picked.
He pulled the girl into his arms, pressing her face tightly to prevent others from seeing it. Qi Hanmu suddenly looked up with a cold and intimidating look in his eyes.
"Get lost." The man's voice was low, like ice that could not be melted.
Chen Wen quickly nodded his head and said yes. After Luo Miao repeatedly said that there was no guarantee that it would affect the Chen family's reputation, he left in a panic, taking away a lot of discussions present.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his cold gaze fell on the girl. Qi Hanmu's eyes became deep in an instant.
He is not a gentleman.
The last time, in Yi Garden, Xia Yiqing was also drunk. Under the constant warnings from his heart, he forced himself to take a cold shower for an hour. The next day, he went to the guest room with a high fever and a dizzy head, which resulted in him not seeing Xia Yiqing for a whole week.
Just by putting his hand on Xia Yiqing's waist, the sweet scent unique to his daughter began to invade him.
It's like the warm breeze in spring, which will cover you whether you like it or not, gentle yet unreasonable.
“Who are you…”
The girl's murmur was soft, but not cloying. It was like a piece of candy that was just the right amount of sugar, exploding on the tip of the tongue and bringing out a heart full of joy.
After getting drunk, Xia Yiqing seemed to have taken a fancy to Qi Hanmu's dark blue tie. She hooked it twice with her hands, but her fingertips were not flexible enough to untie it. She frowned and seemed unhappy.
"want to?"
Qi Hanmu had strong self-control, but his voice was a little hoarse, and the look he gave the girl became somewhat dangerous.
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