Ren Huaibo thought that as long as he approached Zhou Mo slowly and carefully and eased her hostility towards him, he would be able to take advantage of the opportunity when Han Chen turned around and left.
But he seemed to be overthinking it.
He saw Han Chen's repeated warnings to him and his repeated consideration for Zhou Mo.
It seems... Han Chen is different from his brothers.
At least he had never heard that Han Chen had any ambiguous relationship with any opposite sex in recent years.
Except Luo Fu.
Every time he thought of this name, Ren Huaibo felt inexplicably confident, because as long as this person existed, Han Chen and Zhou Mo would never be able to last long.
And he will always look forward to this day.
…
Han Chen opened the passenger window a narrow crack, hoping to ventilate it and let Zhou Mo breathe.
Zhou Mo was already fast asleep, his head against the car window. He was completely exhausted and slumped in the seat.
Han Chen was helpless and looked at her dotingly, thinking that she was a good drinker and would fall asleep obediently when drunk, unlike him who would make trouble.
The car was speeding along the city avenue, the neon lights around it flashed by. When passing a traffic light intersection, he accidentally glanced at the rearview mirror.
It was already midnight and there were very few cars on the road.
There was only one rental car in the rearview mirror, and the license plate number looked familiar.
It was the car that had been following him since they came out of "Zhu Lu Zhongyuan".
Han Chen turned around and vaguely saw Ren Huaibo in the taxi.
This person really did everything he could to find out where Zhou Mo lived.
As soon as the green light came on, Han Chen started the car. Instead of following the route home, he took a detour to Oriental Plaza.
The car started suddenly, and inertia threw Zhou Mo onto the backrest. She was awakened by the sudden shaking.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Mo rubbed his eyes and asked in a daze.
"Ren Huaibo, it's behind." Han Chen glanced at the rearview mirror again. The taxi behind him still showed no sign of giving up.
Zhou Mo was drunk and her mind was in a mess. When she heard Han Chen's words, she took a moment to react.
"He's following us again?" Zhou Mo looked back. "What on earth does he want to do?"
"I want to know where you live."
"So annoying."
Zhou Mo felt irritated. She squinted her eyes and looked out the window. She realized that this was not the way home. "Where are we going?"
"Go around a few times and then come back. It's a good time for you to sober up."
"Yeah." Zhou Mo adjusted the angle of the chair and lay down to rest peacefully.
However, Han Chen circled Oriental Plaza twice, but the taxi behind him still showed no sign of giving up.
Han Chen parked the car on the side of the road. "Let's stay at Century Garden tonight, huh?"
Zhou Mo was already dazed and couldn't hear what Han Chen said. He only responded with a faint "hmm."
Han Chen looked at Zhou Mo's sleeping face and found him more and more attractive.
The parking space was between two street lights. The lights inside the car were not on. The dim light shone through the black glass and lightly fell on Zhou Mo, giving her a hazy feeling of looking at a beautiful woman under the light.
Han Chen unbuckled his seat belt, leaned forward, and gently kissed her on the cheek.
The touch is cold, but carries with it an immense amount of pity.
Zhou Mo was awakened by his kiss and hot breath, "What?"
As if waking from a dream, her voice was a little hoarse and delicate.
Han Chen felt his heart was tickled. He took Zhou Mo's hand and kissed the back of her hand lightly with endless love and affection.
"Are you going to Century Garden?"
Zhou Mo glanced behind him and asked, "He hasn't left yet?"
"Well," Han Chen said, "where do you want to go?"
Zhou Mo unbuckled his seat belt, sat up straight, and complained, "I want to go home."
"Xiangbin Yali?"
"Um."
Han Chen was embarrassed: "I can't get rid of him."
Zhou Mo glanced back dejectedly and saw a taxi parked in the distance.
She turned on the ceiling light and turned over to move towards Han Chen.
"What are you doing?" Han Chen opened his hands and let her do whatever she wanted.
Zhou Mo held Han Chen's arm, faced him directly, and sat astride him.
She ordered: "Adjust the angle of your seat back."
Han Chen did as he was told, stiffened his neck, and moved his seat back.
Zhou Mo put his arm around his neck and asked, "You said... can he see us like this?"
Han Chen was stunned at first, then he realized what Zhou Mo was thinking.
"You, why do you have so many bad ideas?" Han Chen smiled, gritted his teeth and tapped Zhou Mo's forehead.
"I am very bad. Don't you love me for being bad?" Zhou Mo curled her lips. She sat up straight and gently unpinned the shark clip that held her long hair behind her head.
Her long hair fell like a waterfall. Zhou Mo threw the hairpin on the passenger seat and gathered her hair to her side. Her bright and drunken eyes met Han Chen's. She wanted to ask with a faint smile, "Does it look good?"
"It looks good," Han Chen obviously didn't drink any alcohol, but he looked at her intoxicatedly as if he was bewitched.
Zhou Mo pouted dejectedly, "Then why didn't you react at all?"
Han Chen frowned: "What's the reaction?"
Zhou Mo curled his lips in a wicked smile and looked down.
Han Chen understood immediately.
"Do you really think so?" he asked with a smile.
Zhou Mo nodded.
Han Chen ran his fingers through Zhou Mo's hair, held her head with one hand, and kissed her deeply.
Zhou Mo was caught off guard and was dragged into a romantic affair.
…
The blue BMW in front was parked on the side of the road for a long time.
The driver was already impatient and urged Ren Huaibo to settle the order. He was in a hurry to deliver orders and earn money, so he didn't have time to waste with him.
Ren Huaibo had no choice but to pay and get off the car.
He hid behind a roadside tree and observed for a long time, but he didn't see any intention of the people in the car getting out.
He approached slowly along the sidewalk.
Until... he used the dome light inside the car to see two overlapping figures in the driver's seat...
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he felt that the blue-black BMW seemed to be shaking slightly.
…
Inside the car.
Zhou Mo, under the influence of alcohol and in a state of high spirits, wanted to unbutton Han Chen's shirt.
Han Chen held her hands and prevented her from untying them.
Zhou Mo was particularly enthusiastic today. Han Chen didn't want to give in in the car. He suppressed his emotions and said, "Go home, be obedient. Go home first."
Zhou Mo refused and yelled, "No. Why won't you let me touch you?"
Han Chen smiled helplessly and said, "Are you touching me? Are you going to eat me?"
Zhou Mo curled his lips, his eyes already confused: "No?"
Han Chen clamped her hand and said, "Stop it, you're drunk. Go home and sleep first. We'll talk when you sober up."
He is not so despicable as to take advantage of others' misfortune.
Zhou Mo has always been thin-skinned about certain things. The reason he did such a thing today was probably due to the alcohol. I guess after he sobers up tomorrow, if people know how unrestrained he was, they will probably want to dig a hole and live in it forever.
Zhou Mo wanted to break free from Han Chen's shackles, but couldn't. "Let go, it hurts."
"Sit back first," Han Chen coaxed, "I'll let go once you sit back."
Zhou Mo refused, "No."
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