The two followed the lobby manager downstairs and saw two women, completely drunk, laughing and talking. They stopped right at the phrase, "Men are just so self-righteous."
Yuan Zhao glanced to his side, and someone quickly came forward to clear the area.
Fu Siming was still relatively conscious, but when he saw Song Xingyao slumped to the side, still cursing, he realized she was still lying there.
"Son of a bitch……"
The two had only been apart for half a day, but Song Xingyao was a completely different person.
He went up to her, snatched the wine glass from her hand, and drank it down in one gulp.
Song Xingyao slapped him across the face. "I already said you didn't need to accompany me, and now you're just grabbing me?"
This is the second slap I've received today.
Fu Siming's face loomed large before her eyes. Song Xingyao looked at him, her outstretched hand clenched into a fist and punched his chest. "What's wrong with you that you came here? I don't want to see you, I don't want you anymore... Go away... You still call yourselves husband and wife, what kind of bullshit husband and wife are you? You always act great and take responsibility for everything. Do you think you're cool doing this?"
She suddenly closed the distance, her strong smell of alcohol hitting Fu Siming's face. "Let me tell you, Fu Siming, I, Song Xingyao, am not as fragile as you think."
After saying that, she pushed the man in front of her away.
Fu Siming's deep eyes held unreadable emotions as he looked at the woman in front of him, then pulled her closer again, his voice softening: "Song Xingyao, let's go home, okay?"
He was waiting for that answer, even if it was from someone who was drunk, so that he could rightfully take her home.
But the woman in front of him didn't give him a chance, pushing him away with all her might, "Go away, I'm not going back."
Just then, Qiao Yiming, who was standing to the side, noticed that someone had entered their booth and was about to pick up a bottle of wine from the table for a second slam dunk.
Yuan Zhao reached out and stopped him.
"Grandma, you really dare to do that!" He glanced at the two women who were completely drunk.
After making a phone call, Qiao Yiyang arrived shortly after in her car. Qiao Yiming and Song Xingyao were already in the booth...
Subconsciously, he prepared to take Qiao Yiming away.
Little did anyone know that Qiao Yiming, drunk and with a sudden burst of courage, started yelling, "Qiao Yiyang, mind your own business! I think Mom and Dad are right, they should find you a wife to keep you in check, you old fogey... hiccup..."
After saying that, he burped and pulled Song Xingyao to leave.
"Let's go, let's go, we don't talk to men."
The three men were at a loss for what to do for a moment.
Seeing this, Qiao Yiyang seemed to have some experience and immediately took out her phone to record a video. Song Xingyao also broke free from Fu Siming's embrace, and the two women walked out together.
Yuan Zhao waved his hand, "You guys handle it yourselves, I've already taken care of my business."
Watching the two men follow the swaying figure out, he sighed, "Women are such a hassle. Luckily, I don't have one."
Just as they were about to get into a taxi parked on the side of the road, Qiao Yiyang finally stopped them. They were outdoors, and if they continued to make a scene, it would be difficult to suppress their trending topics on the headlines tomorrow.
Helpless, he grabbed Qiao Yiming's hand and said, "Let go and let him go back."
"No..." The two hugged each other tighter. The outdoor wind blew away some of the smell of alcohol. Qiao Yiming said, "We're bound together now. If we have to leave, we'll leave together."
Upon hearing this, he turned to look at Fu Siming, who had remained silent beside him, waiting for him to make a decision.
"Let them all be together tonight, thank you for your hard work."
"Um."
Seeing this, Qiao Yiyang probably knew what had happened between the couple, so she took them both to her car and drove them away.
For the first time, Fu Siming felt so humiliated that he had actually let Qiao Yiyang take her away with him.
Even though she was standing there, she still thought about how her mother had rejected her earlier.
Fu Siming knew that if he didn't give her the answer she wanted this time, she would really leave him.
The winters in Jiangcheng are truly cold; without her, Haiyan's home truly cannot be called a home.
When Fu Siming returned to the private room, Yuan Zhao glanced at him and asked, "Did you really have someone take her away?"
"She doesn't want to come back with me. It's better to let her calm down on her own."
...
Yuan Zhao was exasperated. "Is that what you call high intelligence? If you say something like that, I'd like to call the police and have my liquor merchant arrested on the grounds that the fake liquor damaged his brain. Does a woman's 'no' mean 'no'?"
Fu Siming glanced at him, then retorted, "You've slept with so many women, and you're still single?"
...It seems the alcohol was real. I thought he'd be more prone to rant when he was down, but I didn't expect his mouth to still be so sharp.
"Get lost, I'm not drinking with you anymore. It's Grandpa's birthday tomorrow, and he's planning to take a group photo with a bunch of people. I think he's really into it. He's had so many women and so many kids, and he just waits for his birthday every year to collect all those photos!"
Fu Siming glanced at Yuan Zhao, who was pretending to be relaxed.
Yuan Zhao is the old man's youngest son, but he is old and there are many women in the family. The old man's health has been poor in recent years, so the family is mostly managed by the women from the several wives. Yuan Zhao's mother passed away not long after giving birth to him, and he grew up with the old man's legal wife.
They didn't live a good life either. Despite being from a wealthy family, they lived worse than a child from an ordinary family.
The old man didn't care about his children's upbringing and suffered a lot over the years, so Yuan Zhao was unwilling to go back to see him and instead pursued his own career outside. Few people even knew that Yuan Zhao was the son of the Yuan family.
Yuan Zhao grew up in such a family, surrounded by shrewd and calculating women, so it's understandable that he dislikes women.
Therefore, he has always maintained only physical relationships with women and never allowed any woman to stay by his side. If any woman shows any signs of such a relationship, he immediately pays her off and sends her away.
When Fu Siming first started his business, he borrowed a sum of money from Fu Ting and also lent some of it to Yuan Zhao to start his business. In the end, after the two of them achieved some success, they returned all the money, including the principal and interest.
That's how this fate came about. Speaking of the Imperial Night Watch, Fu Siming invested nearly half of it, but Yuan Zhao later redeemed it all.
That's why this place became their gathering point.
Qiao Yiyang got a headache just looking at the two women in the back seat and drove back to her villa.
The housekeeper recognized one of them as Qiao Yiming, and was momentarily shocked by the other unfamiliar face.
He thought to himself: "It seems like the boss has been coming here more often lately, and every time he comes with a woman."
"Go and clean out those two rooms again."
The butler received the order and set off immediately.
The two women finally separated and collapsed onto the sofa, while Qiao Yiming was still muttering something.
He glanced at it, then closed his eyes and walked to the balcony. His phone displayed a message to the business team that Qiao Yiming had sent: "Miss Qiao's agent has also come along this time."
He glanced at the time displayed on his hand and sighed.
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