Shen Lang ignored the others and walked over to Li Qiuyu, asking, "How are you?"
Li Qiuyu was already drunk, her eyes glazed over as she looked at Shen Lang and laughed, "Huh! Shen Lang?"
After saying that, he shook his head and chuckled foolishly, "No, no, you have long hair, Shen Lang has short hair."
Zhang Chengyang walked over at this moment, and when he saw Li Qiuyu, he asked in surprise, "Sister Li, what are you doing here?"
However, due to the dim lighting, Li Qiuyu did not recognize Zhang Chengyang. Pointing to the blurry figure, she said indistinctly, "Who are you? I don't know you."
She then got up and leaned on Shen Lang's shoulder: "You're so handsome, just like my dream man."
Shen Lang's initial goodwill towards Li Qiuyu vanished instantly. He pushed Li Qiuyu towards Zhang Chengyang and said, "Chengyang, you handle it."
"Okay, Brother Lang, don't worry, leave it to me," Zhang Chengyang replied.
Dongxue then drove the McLaren away from the scene.
Zhang Chengyang helped Li Qiuyu back to the bar, beckoned a waitress, and asked her to take Li Qiuyu away and take good care of her.
However, Li Qiuyu, upon hearing the music again, did not settle down to rest. Instead, she pushed aside the waiter and walked back into the crowd.
The waiter looked at Zhang Chengyang with a troubled expression. Zhang Chengyang shook his head and said with a grim face, "Keep an eye on her and make sure nothing happens to her."
"Yes, Young Master Zhang," the waiter replied respectfully, then kept a close eye on Li Qiuyu the entire time.
When Shen Lang returned to the villa, it was already past 10 p.m.
Yu Xian'er was still awake, watching TV in the living room on the first floor while waiting for Shen Lang.
Upon hearing the car, she immediately got up and ran to the kitchen, bringing out a bowl of steaming hot wontons.
Just as Shen Lang entered the room, he saw Yu Xian'er carrying a bowl of wontons and walking over. She said softly, "Young Master, would you like some late-night snacks?"
Shen Lang reached out and touched Yu Xian'er's hair, saying with concern, "Why don't you go and rest?"
Yu Xian'er smiled and said, "I was afraid you would be hungry, so I cooked a midnight snack for you when you came back."
Shen Lang was deeply moved. He saw in Yu Xian'er a noble air, like that of a goddess, and a virtuous wife waiting at home for her beloved to return.
After finishing their late-night snack, Shen Lang placed the bowl on the dining table and refused Yu Xian'er's offer to wash the dishes. He then picked her up and carried her back to their bedroom on the third floor.
"Young Master." Yu Xian'er shyly buried her head in Shen Lang's arms.
Her delicate eyebrows were too lazy to apply makeup, leaving only faint traces. Her fragrant skin was soft and supple, as if touched by wine. Her powdery sweat dampened her silk robe. Her jade hairpin tapped against the edge of the pillow. Her hair, like clouds, was smooth and glossy. Her silk sash was tied again. She emerged from her chamber with a smile, blushing with shyness.
That night, the two gave themselves to each other.
The next morning, when Shen Lang opened his eyes, Yu Xian'er was supporting her maddening face with one hand, looking at him with tender affection.
"Young master is awake. Rest a little longer. I'll go prepare breakfast for you!" After a night's rest, Yu Xian'er, now a married woman, had gained an even more captivating charm in her words and actions.
As Yu Xian'er turned to get dressed and get out of bed, Shen Lang reached out and wrapped his arms around her slender waist, which was without an ounce of excess fat and could be encircled by both hands, pulling her back.
"Young Master," Yu Xian'er murmured.
Shen Lang pulled Yu Xian'er into his arms, looking at her with a wicked smile, and said, "Where do you think you're going, Xian'er?"
Although she was already a married woman, a blush still crept onto Yu Xian'er's face, and she closed her eyes with a slight tremor. She breathed softly and said, "Young master, be gentle."
It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky that Yu Xian'er couldn't help but beg for mercy, and only then did Shen Lang let her go.
Yu Xian'er nestled against Shen Lang's muscular chest, gently exhaling her fragrant breath: "Young Master, I need to get up and cook for you."
At this moment, Shuang'er, dressed in a JK skirt, walked into the room carrying toiletries and said with a smile, "Miss, I've already prepared breakfast. Please wash up first, and I'll bring it into your room."
In a private room at mAx bar, Li Qiuyu opened her eyes with a splitting headache.
Where is this?
"Miss Li, this is a private room at the mAx bar," a waitress said as she walked in. "You were drunk last night, and Young Master Zhang arranged for you to stay here."
Li Qiuyu rubbed her forehead, trying hard to recall what happened last night. She vaguely remembered being harassed by a group of thugs, and it was a long-haired man who looked a lot like Shen Lang who came to her rescue. After that, she couldn't remember anything.
She even dreamt that she and Shen Lang were entangled in bed, which startled her so much that she hurriedly lifted the covers. She was relieved to find that her clothes were intact and there was no sign that she had taken them off.
"Miss Li, now that you're awake, I'll be leaving." Seeing that Li Qiuyu was awake, the waitress also left the room.
After the waiter left, Li Qiuyu lifted the covers and prepared to get out of bed. Recalling Shen Lang's figure in her dream, a trace of longing flashed in her eyes, and she murmured to herself, "When will I be able to see you again?"
When she picked up her phone and saw the missed calls, she felt a surge of unease.
Just then, the phone rang again, the one she hadn't answered.
Li Qiuyu intended to hang up, but answered anyway: "Mom."
"Daughter, why haven't you transferred the money yet? We only need 300,000 yuan more for your brother to buy a house outright." A middle-aged woman's voice came through the phone.
"Mom, I'm out of money." Li Qiuyu said distressedly, "All the money I've earned over the years has gone to the family. I'm almost out of money for the rent in the second half of the year. Can you please stop pressuring me?"
"Daughter, please have pity on your mother. Your brother finally found a girlfriend, and your father and I have borrowed money from all sides to scrape together the dowry. Now we just need money to buy a house. Please, could you borrow some from your boss or colleagues? I'm begging you." Li's mother's voice was full of pleading: "If all else fails, you can just make do in the dormitory."
“Mom, I really can’t take any more money. The 100,000 yuan I transferred to you yesterday was borrowed from my colleagues. If it’s really not enough, we could just buy him a smaller house, or even do a down payment installment plan. Why does it have to be a big three-bedroom house with full payment? Our family simply can’t afford it. Why are you making things so difficult for me?” Li Qiuyu said.
Li's mother cried on the other end of the phone, "Xiaoyi's parents insist on buying a large three-bedroom apartment, saying they need enough space for them to help your brother take care of his child. I really have no other choice. Please help me, please help your brother, okay?"
"Mom, I really can't help you. Please don't call me again asking for money. I'm truly penniless now," Li Qiuyu said weakly.
At that moment, a middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Li Qiuyu, I don't care what method you come up with, you must transfer 500,000 yuan by this afternoon. Your brother has just bought a new house and needs to renovate it. We raised you and put you through school, and this is how you repay us?"
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