Chapter 37: Meeting Yu Jingyuan at a Drinking Party
"Excuse me."
"Xia Cheng?"
Hearing the familiar voice, Xia Cheng looked up and first saw a pair of light-colored eyes, which were like amber, trapping the prey inside. It took hundreds of years to form such a pair of eyes.
"Yu Jingyuan!" Xia Cheng called out his name. They met by chance and were not prepared, so she even forgot to call him brother Jingyuan.
"Uh...Brother Jingyuan, why are you here?"
"The law firm has a dinner party and has booked a private room here. What about you? Why are you here?"
"I came here to socialize with people from the company. I just got some wine and went to the restroom on the way."
"You want to go to the social event? How could Uncle Xun agree to that?"
"Well... this is Xun, no, it's my brother's idea. I can't explain it clearly for now, I'll tell you another day. I'm going back first!"
Xia Cheng smiled softly, looked back as she passed by, and casually plucked away a long red hair that was stuck on his shirt.
"There's something here. Let me help you remove it. Okay, bye!"
Her movements were like a pot of freshly brewed tea, with rising mist, gently brushing across his body, without any feeling, leaving only a little warmth on her fingertips.
Yu Jingyuan's gaze followed Xia Cheng's movements mechanically like a surveillance camera. He saw her wrists that were so thin that they seemed to break at a touch, and the bloodstains on her heels, but Xia Cheng continued to walk forward as if she felt nothing.
He couldn't bear to watch, so he ran over and took the red wine from her arms.
The bottle of red wine was quite large, and he could tell at a glance that it was quite expensive.
"Let me walk you to the box door. This is quite heavy."
"Thank you, Brother Jingyuan." Xia Cheng smiled like a piece of honey. Yu Jingyuan was afraid that he had done something wrong and that the honey would melt, become dirty, and be eaten up.
After sending the person to the door of the box, Yu Jingyuan secretly wrote down the box number and told Xia Cheng to call him if she encountered any problems.
Xia Cheng nodded, opened the door a little, and slipped in with the wine.
She heard the conversation inside suddenly stop, leaving only awkward laughter.
"Why did you take so long?" Han Wenya complained in a low voice.
"Sorry, Sister Wenya, I had a stomachache and went to the bathroom."
Han Wenya saw the water droplets on her arm and said nothing more. Instead, she asked Xia Cheng to pour some wine.
"I asked someone to bring this from abroad. Everyone, please try it. Come on, Xiaocheng, pour some wine for the bosses."
Xia Cheng knew a little about the etiquette of pouring wine. She watched Xun Sheng drink it, put it in ice to slowly wake it up, and then, facing the dim light, she took sip after sip in her pajamas, swallowing it down with a lot on her mind.
She remembered that it could not be filled to the brim.
After everyone poured their drinks, Manager Zhou chuckled.
"What's the point of just drinking red wine? Wen Ya, when will you let us see you drink white wine in front of us and how you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk? After all, we also want to see your sincerity!"
Han Wenya had been waiting for them to say this. She opened the bottle of white wine beside her, poured herself a full glass, and toasted with everyone without hesitation.
After three rounds of drinks, his face flushed and he slumped in the chair, as if he was drunk. He kept talking nonsense and stuttering.
Xia Cheng had no way to persuade her. She hadn't said anything when she came, and she couldn't cooperate. When the bosses saw Han Wenya was drunk, they started to greet Xia Cheng.
Xia Cheng looked embarrassed. She had just returned from the hospital and didn't know if she'd drunk any alcohol. But Manager Zhou had already handed the glass to her lips, so Xia Cheng gritted her teeth and swallowed it. At worst, there was Yu Jingyuan outside. If she really got drunk, she could just call him.
Xia Cheng had never drunk much alcohol. When she was a child, she once secretly drank half a bottle of cold beer from her adoptive father. It was spicy and stinging in her throat, but she swallowed it to prove that she was an adult.
When her adoptive father saw her passed out drunk next to the refrigerator, holding a plastic can in her hand, he immediately rushed to take her to the hospital. Halfway there, Xia Cheng woke up and vomited a lot of potatoes she had eaten in the morning. After drinking a few sips of cold and sweet mountain spring water, she was as good as new and was carried back by her adoptive father.
Now there is no one here who will treat her like a child. There are three people waiting to drink with her.
Xia Cheng really couldn't drink anymore. Her stomach was burning and bloated. She pushed the wine glass away and shouted that she couldn't drink anymore, but Manager Zhou was still delivering it to her.
Just now, Xia Cheng saw him secretly pour out all the wine. Why was he forcing her to drink more? Was it some kind of hidden rule?
Seeing that the other two bosses looked like they were watching a show, Xia Cheng came out under the pretext of going to the restroom. They wouldn't let her go and almost hugged her shoulders. Xia Cheng was only let go after she pretended to vomit.
She was drunk, but she still had some vigilance. After running to the toilet to flush the toilet, she sat on the toilet seat blankly, constantly pushing the toilet door.
"Damn Xun Sheng! Damn Xun Sheng! Ah, if I had known earlier, if I had known earlier, um...what was it. I don't want to drink anymore, I'm so annoyed, I'm going to beat you to death! Why are you so annoying!"
It seemed as if a figure of Xun Sheng really appeared in front of her. She used her ultimate move against the toilet door, "Ah hit~"
She learned this from movie stars. Humph, Xun Sheng must be disabled now!
After using the toilet, Xia Cheng stumbled forward while holding onto the wall. She didn't notice the trash can and accidentally bumped into it.
Her knee hit the metal trash can, and she squatted down and cried out like a stray cat, attracting Yu Jingyuan who was always paying attention to the movement outside.
He had been fidgeting since entering the box, deliberately moving to a seat closer to the door and leaving it open. As soon as he heard the noise outside, he ran out and saw the figure huddled on the ground, clutching his leg, motionless. His heart felt like it had been crushed by a hammer, barely beating.
Could it be that she was bullied at a social event?
Yu Jingyuan strode over, put his hands under Xia Cheng's armpits, and hugged her in his arms.
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"Jingyuan!"
Zhao Yunqian, who had been paying attention to Yu Jingyuan's movements, came out. She had long noticed that Yu Jingyuan had been absent-minded since he came back from the toilet. He frequently looked out the corridor and was silent, which was unlike his usual self. It seemed as if he was concentrating on paying attention to the outside world.
Even when she talked to him, she didn't respond much, which was so abnormal.
Just now, Yu Jingyuan suddenly ran out, startling everyone present. She followed him without hesitation. He was the person she liked. No matter big or small, she should go and see him. This way, they could have an intersection and no longer be just his senior.
But when she walked out and saw everything in front of her, she suddenly couldn't feel her heartbeat. Everything around her moved away from her. She could only hear the tinnitus in her ears, buzzing, which made her initiative ridiculous.
Yu Jingyuan was holding a girl in his arms. When had he ever been so close to anyone?
Zhao Yunqian first thought of Xun Mo, but when she took two steps forward, she saw the woman's slender waist and her profile inadvertently revealed under her lush hair. She was like a newly opened rose, bright but not gaudy. Instead, she looked delicate and pure because she was in bud.
Yu Jingyuan hugged the woman in his arms, so nervous that he didn't even notice Zhao Yunqian's arrival.
He held the woman's waist with one hand and held her head with the other, pressing her head against his chest, stroking her soft black hair that reached to her waist, lowered his head and leaned his chin against hers, whispering softly as if comforting a child.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I'm here, I'll take you home."
Looking at the scene in front of her, Zhao Yunqian weakly held onto the wall, almost unable to breathe.
The newly dyed red hair suddenly dimmed.
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