Chapter 54 Her reddened eyes were misty…
Chapter 54
"A toast...?" Zhao Anyu was already somewhat delirious.
I don't quite understand what Pei Jianian is saying.
At least, there was no way to understand Pei Jianian's meaning the instant he finished speaking.
"Who are you toasting...?" Zhao Anyu turned around and looked again.
In his vision, many people were already appearing double, making it impossible to distinguish who was who.
Pei Jianian was glad that he had good patience.
“Him,” Pei Jianian turned Zhao Anyu’s face towards the person so that Zhao Anyu could see him more clearly, “he might be able to help you in your career, who knows.”
This is what Zhao Anyu wants most.
Even when he's drunk and his head is spinning, he can still clearly pick out these kinds of keywords from a single sentence.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Anyu clenched his fists tightly, trying to stand up straight and not give up in this opportunity-filled setting.
With so many powerful and influential people, surely he could catch one or two of them?
Besides, he couldn't let down the opportunity his boss had worked so hard to get for him.
Pei Jianian reached into his pocket, took out a pre-prepared oral liquid hangover remedy, and handed it to Zhao Anyu.
He was gestured to drink it.
"What is this?" Zhao Anyu asked slowly.
Pei Jianian's patience finally ran out.
The table Zhao Anyu chose was in a corner and not particularly eye-catching.
Pei Jianian opened the package, pried open Zhao Anyu's mouth, and poured the medicine in.
Zhao Anyu was extremely thirsty, and while being manipulated by others, he still had the leisure to think that this thing was quite delicious because it was icy cold.
"Sit here and rest for a while." Pei Jianian then half-carried, half-lifted Zhao Anyu to sit down on the sofa by the wall, waiting for the hangover medicine to take effect.
Pei Jianian managed the time required to do all of this very well.
In less than ten minutes, Zhao Anyu had recovered considerably.
With her eyes still relatively clear, she looked at Pei Jianian and asked, "How did I end up sitting here?"
Pei Jianian waved the hangover medicine packaging at him: "You're drunk. Luckily, I brought some hangover medicine."
Zhao Anyu was instantly moved.
He put his hand on Pei Jianian's arm and asked worriedly, "I drank your hangover cure, so what are you going to do?"
“You have more important things to do, and you need it more than I do,” Pei Jianian said with a kind smile.
Zhao Anyu was stunned for a moment: "Huh? Me?"
“Yes, you just said you wanted to go over and toast Xing Li with a glass of wine,” Pei Jianian reminded her.
Zhao Anyu didn't know what was wrong with him; he had absolutely no recollection of it.
But he believed Pei Jianian wouldn't lie.
Besides, offering Xing Li a drink is something he really wants to do.
Building rapport is always a good idea.
“If you want to go, don’t hesitate,” Pei Jianan advised him softly. “I know it’s not easy being an artist. You must seize the opportunity when it comes. What do you think?”
His words struck Zhao Anyu's heart like a hammer blow.
Everything was encouraging Zhao Anyu to do what he most wanted to do right now.
Pei Jianian's empathetic attitude towards Zhao Anyu's struggles in the entertainment industry made Zhao Anyu open up completely and choose to believe in him.
The two exchanged glances, their thoughts already tacitly understood each other.
"Okay, I'll go then."
*
Pei Jianian spotted Chu Lianqing and Ye Yan in the crowd and strode over to them.
"Big sister, big brother."
Ye Yan had always had a very good impression of Pei Jianian.
When she heard the devastating news of Pei's parents' accident, she felt truly sorry and regretful, and at the same time, she was worried about Pei Jianian's future.
Fortunately, Pei Jianian grew up well.
He went abroad to study, fulfilling his parents' wishes, and became a highly skilled neurologist.
Not far away, Zhao Anyu saw Ye Yan and Chu Lianqing exchanging pleasantries with Pei Jianian, and quickly took his wine glass and walked over to Chu Xingli's side.
"Brother Xingli, I'd like to propose a toast to you."
Chu Xingli was already drinking alone and didn't need Zhao Anyu's drink.
He wasn't without suspicion about Zhao Anyu's intentions, but since his older brother and sister were nearby, he figured Zhao Anyu wouldn't dare do anything to him.
He picked up the wine the waiter brought him, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.
Pei Jianian watched their interaction the whole time, but didn't let the two people in front of him notice anything amiss.
"Happy birthday, Jianian!" Ye Yan said with a smile to Pei Jianian.
Chu Lianqing also greeted her elder sister, saying, "Jianian, happy birthday."
Ye Yan knew that her younger brother was not good at formalities and could easily make the atmosphere awkward, so she patted Pei Jianian on the shoulder again: "Our birthday presents are all over there."
Pei Jianian's birthday gifts were piled up on the long table in the main hall, requiring a waiter to push a cart over to move them.
"Thank you, big sister and big brother." Pei Jianian smiled obediently, just like the gentle little boy Ye Yan remembered.
Ye Yan was about to ask him more questions about how he had been doing abroad all these years, but Pei Jianian spoke first: "Big sister, big brother, I just heard Third Aunt telling Uncle Chu that she wanted to meet you two. I just came downstairs and ran into you. What a coincidence."
“Let’s go upstairs and visit Third Aunt first,” Ye Yan tugged at Chu Lianqing’s sleeve and said goodbye to Pei Jianian. “Xing Li seems to be drinking. Jianian, can you keep an eye on him for me?”
Pei Jianian smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, big sister, I will take good care of Xingli."
.
Watching Zhao Anyu help Chu Xingli, the two stumbled upstairs.
Pei Jianian smiled slightly, clearly in a good mood.
Next, it's time to bring in the other party involved.
Pei Jianian knew where Luo Xiaoran was.
He held a glass of wine, seemingly wandering aimlessly through the castle.
As we strolled around, we arrived at the second-floor terrace.
Through the leaves of the bonsai, which were almost taller than a person, Pei Jianian could vaguely make out a tall, somewhat lonely figure.
He gently turned the doorknob.
As I stepped onto the terrace, a smile couldn't help but appear on my lips.
"Xiao Ran?" Pei Jianian walked over to greet Luo Xiao Ran as if he had just noticed him standing there. "Why are you here all alone? Where's Xing Li?"
His expression was innocent, and he seemed genuinely curious, asking Luo Xiaoran why he was standing there in the wind and where Chu Xingli was.
Luo Xiaoran glanced at him, a sarcastic smile playing on his lips.
"Do you really want to torture him?"
"Oh? Torture? What makes you say that?" Pei Jianian's smile remained, but the amusement didn't reach his eyes.
He looked at Luo Xiaoran intently and spoke slowly: "You and Xing Li are both my good friends."
Pei Jianian pronounced the words "good friend" very heavily.
Luo Xiaoran looked at him calmly, but there was an undercurrent of uncontrollable emotion surging in his eyes.
"Don't be so nervous, do you think I'm going to eat you?" Pei Jianian opened his arms as if to hug Luo Xiaoran.
Luo Xiaoran reacted quickly.
He quickly turned to the side to avoid Pei Jianian's embrace, which nearly caused Pei Jianian to fall to the ground.
Although he didn't succeed, Luo Xiaoran vaguely felt that he had accidentally inhaled some strange smell.
My temples started throbbing.
*
hot.
It's so hot.
An overwhelming heat.
Chu Xingli was confined to a stuffy, sweltering environment, like a steamer.
He wanted to unbutton the collar of his shirt, but due to his remaining clarity of mind, he wanted to maintain as much dignity as possible.
She could only bite her lip and try to persevere, feeling miserable.
"Slow down, slow down." Chu Xingli's legs were weak, and she staggered as Zhao Anyu helped her upstairs.
There are many rooms upstairs, and in order to ensure that the guests can rest well, Pei Jianian instructed the servants to clean all the rooms.
The key is in the door; you can go in and rest whenever there's an empty room.
Chu Xingli had never fully recovered.
When this stimulant entered his body, it naturally took effect much faster than in others.
Zhao Anyu hadn't expected the medicine to work so quickly.
However, he still chose the furthest one and helped Chu Xingli, who was almost fainting, inside.
"...Okay, I need to rest now," Chu Xingli said, collapsing onto the sofa, exhausted, but she didn't forget to thank Zhao Anyu. "Thank you for helping me in."
Chu Xingli's tone was somewhat cold and hard.
It's because he clearly knows what kind of person Zhao Anyu is, and what kind of thoughts he usually harbors towards him and Luo Xiaoran.
It's only right to express gratitude when someone helps you.
However, vigilance is absolutely essential.
As Chu Xingli had predicted, things turned out exactly as he had expected.
Zhao Anyu's wicked intentions remained undiminished.
After hearing what he said, she remained standing in the same spot without moving.
What's even more disgusting is that Zhao Anyu's eyes seem to have changed from what they were just now.
"What do you want to do?" Chu Xingli narrowed his eyes slightly.
Even though I was sitting, I always felt like I was looking down on people from a high position.
Zhao Anyu subconsciously took a half step back, feeling a sense of fear.
Chu Xingli was born with a noble air.
Although he is usually cheerful and playful, when something really displeases him, a slight frown can send chills down the spines of those around him.
They might even worry about their future.
Zhao Anyu recalled Pei Jianian's encouragement to him.
If he could really get close to Chu Xingli, then from now on he would never have to be a small-time actor who had to watch other people's faces all day long.
He can also spend lavishly, living a life of luxury with mansions and fancy cars.
With that in mind, Zhao Anyu decided to make a tough decision.
He didn't dare to look Chu Xingli in the eye, lowered his head, and strode up to Chu Xingli.
Then, he slowly knelt on the carpet next to the sofa, looking up at the handsome young man sitting on the sofa.
Zhao Anyu reached out and touched Chu Xingli's shirt clip through his trousers.
His eyes lit up, and he was about to kiss Chu Xingli's hand.
The next second, Chu Xingli kicked him to the ground in self-defense.
I rolled half a circle along the carpet before I realized where I was.
Another wave of heat swept in.
Chu Xingli leaned against the sofa armrest with a dazed look in her eyes, staring blankly in Zhao Anyu's direction, unable to even breathe properly.
My body felt hot in waves, then quickly turned cold.
Amidst the onslaught of heat and cold, only Luo Xiaoran's image remained in his mind.
The cold and ruthless way she sucked on his lips.
The pleasurable pain of pulling on his tongue piercing.
Chu Xingli clenched his fists tightly, his neatly trimmed nails digging deep into his palms, causing cold sweat to bead on his forehead from the pain.
Yet he could barely retain a sliver of reason.
They were worried that Zhao Anyu might do something wrong in a moment of impulsiveness.
For her own sake, and also out of compassion for Zhao Anyu's future, Chu Xingli tried her best to control her thoughts and maintain a clear mind.
Zhao Anyu clearly did not understand Chu Xingli's good intentions, nor did he know when to stop while he was ahead.
He knelt on the carpet.
He crawled slowly toward Chu Xingli on his knees.
"President Chu..."
Chu Xingli stretched out her leg.
She absentmindedly stepped on his shoulder.
Chu Xingli's rationality was largely overwhelmed by drunkenness and the definitely unclean wine.
The way she looked at Zhao Anyu also carried an undisguised allure.
Her reddened eyes were misty with moisture.
Chu Xingli has very long legs.
As he stretched out his arms, Zhao Anyu was pushed further away.
But faced with this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, how could Zhao Anyu possibly give it up so easily?
He continued to climb forward with effort.
This time, however, he was blocked by the tip of Chu Xingli's leather shoe, which then lifted his chin.
Zhao Anyu was both expectant and excited. Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the alluring and ambiguous dark red on the sole of the shoe, and his chest heaved violently with rapid breathing.
Chu Xingli, with her eyes half-closed and her face expressionless, looked down at Zhao Anyu, who was kneeling on the carpet, her voice hoarse:
"You've got some nerve."
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