With just a few words, Mr. Hu shifted the blame for the failed negotiations onto the other party.
The arguing continued inside, and only then did the assistant recognize the voices of colleagues from the business team. This…
Mr. Hu grabbed Anna's arm forcefully, shouting, "I'm not leaving until I've had my fill of drinking! Aren't you Qiao Yiming's agent? I bet you really want this script, that's why you came all this way. Stop pretending. Drink with me! I'll give you the script!"
Upon hearing Anna's name, the assistant perked up, only to find that the man beside him had turned ashen-faced.
Mr. Hu grabbed Anna's arm and pulled her towards him, almost causing Shen Hui and Anna to fall over.
Anna's hip bone slammed against the corner of the table, and she cried out, "Ouch! That hurts!"
Then she squatted down on the ground, and with Mr. Hu's hand still not loosened, Anna could only awkwardly kneel on one knee and cover her right side.
"Bang!" The screen blocking the view was pushed open with a loud bang.
All eyes were drawn to them, and the rest of the business team stepped aside.
Shen Hui ignored the commotion at the door and coldly looked at the man in front of her, saying, "Mr. Hu, if you continue like this, things will get out of hand. Let go!"
When Mr. Hu saw the person at the door, he froze in fright, and his hand gripped Anna's hand even tighter due to nervousness.
Anna was in so much pain that she couldn't pinpoint where the pain was worse, and she gasped for breath.
At this moment, Qiao Yiyang slowly walked up to the three of them. President Hu stammered, "President Qiao... what a coincidence?"
His sharp eyes couldn't hide the anger in them as he stared at Anna's arm, which he still held in his hand.
Mr. Hu then stopped, raising his hands. "Misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding." His trembling voice made his words less convincing.
Shen Hui felt much relieved when she saw Qiao Yiyang arrive, and helped Anna to sit down next to her.
Qiao Yiyang's gaze followed the red marks on her hand before she spoke, "President Hu, you have quite the influence, having my people drink with you? You want to drink, right? No problem."
He said to his assistant, "Bring me the wine I have here, and find two more people to drink with Mr. Hu. They're not allowed to leave until they finish it all."
Hearing his words, Mr. Hu's legs went weak, and when he met his cold gaze, a chill ran down his spine.
Soon after, two waiters brought in two bottles of spirits and several large glasses.
Qiao Yiyang said coldly, "Fill it up."
Several glasses were instantly filled, and a bottle of wine was emptied in no time.
"Drink up," he said to President Hu expressionlessly.
Mr. Hu looked at the few glasses of wine, feeling as if his stomach would be burned through if he drank them, and looked at the man in front of him in fear.
"This is really a misunderstanding, Mr. Qiao. I apologize, and I will sign the script for you."
The room was silent, and no one spoke. Mr. Hu was about to move closer to Anna when he said, "I apologize, Anna. I was rude just now."
Anna's mind was completely blank; she couldn't hear what the person in front of her was saying at all.
My whole body felt burning from the alcohol, and my hips and arms were also burning with pain.
He simply slapped President Hu across the face.
President Hu was stunned by the beating, Qiao Yiyang stared at Anna, and Shen Hui, standing to the side, also didn't expect Anna to make a move.
But the next second, they heard Anna nestled in Shen Hui's arms and murmur, "What's all the noise... I'm not drinking anymore... I can't drink anymore..."
He was quite drunk.
Seeing this, Qiao Yiyang lost her patience. "You all accompany President Hu to finish his drinks, and then take him to the hospital to sober up."
The next second, a large hand scooped Anna out of Shen Hui's arms and said, "You've worked hard."
Then the whole group left, leaving Mr. Hu alone in the messy room.
The sudden feeling of being lifted into the air made Anna a little uneasy, but her limbs were too weak to struggle.
Anna caught a faint scent of familiar fragrance and buried her face in his chest.
Qiao Yiyang felt her movement, and twitched the corner of her mouth. She was so sober, yet she still dared to drink outside.
The car quickly stopped in front of the villa.
When the butler opened the door, he discovered that the young master had returned carrying a woman!
Although surprised, they quickly took action.
Qiao Yiyang said, "Bring the first-aid kit."
A red mark from being tightly bound appeared on her fair hand, and the clothes around her waist had been lifted up by the movement of carrying her, revealing a light-colored bluish-black patch.
He unconsciously reached up to touch her waist, and the woman on the sofa suddenly let out a soft moan.
Just then, the housekeeper came over, and Qiao Yiyang stood up, trying to hide the unnatural blush on her face.
"Cough... could you help her treat the injuries on her hands and waist, and change her clothes? She smells of alcohol all over. Once you're done, I'll take her upstairs."
Stepping onto the balcony, the cold wind blew against my face, taking away some of the lingering warmth from the man's face.
A message from his assistant popped up on his phone: "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Hu has already been sent to the hospital."
He didn't reply, closed his phone, and stood outside for a while before calming down.
I returned to the lobby after I had tidied myself up.
The clothes were the same pajamas Anna wore when she stayed overnight after bringing Qiao Yiyang back last time. They were Qiao Yiyang's pajamas, so now that she was wearing them, her hands and feet were hidden behind the silky fabric.
Qiao Yiyang picked the person up from the sofa and took them back to the prepared guest room.
Men's clothes are often less sophisticated because the buttons on the chest are often low-cut. As Qiao Yiyang walks, she can easily see a glimpse of her chest when she looks down. And since she is huddled up, the fabric on her chest is squeezed together and looks even looser.
Qiao Yiyang averted her gaze and quickly placed the person on the bed.
As a result, Anna moved a little too fast and fell onto the bed, letting out a cry of pain. However, she was not quite clear-headed and kept groaning that she felt uncomfortable.
Qiao Yiyang sighed helplessly, "Look at you, still going drinking with them? You can't drink but you insist on drinking..."
The woman in front of him had no idea what the man was saying; she just felt a commotion in her ears and instinctively raised her hand to slap his face.
Qiao Yiyang grabbed him and shoved him back under the covers.
"Water, water..." Anna felt thirsty.
Just then, the butler at the door brought over the hangover soup. "Young master, this is the hangover soup that's ready."
"Bring it in, I'll feed it."
Seeing this, the housekeeper left his things behind, thoughtfully closed the door, and left.
With one hand, she pulled the person out of the blanket again, while with the other hand she held the bowl, afraid of spilling it.
Anna only took a couple of sips before pouting, "It tastes awful."
Struggling to get out of her arms, she spilled the remaining hangover soup from the bowl onto the bed.
Qiao Yiyang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said, "Anna!"
Alcohol is a terrible thing!
Fortunately, it didn't spill on me.
Anna felt wronged after being yelled at, but her body was weak and she was about to collapse back onto the bed.
Qiao Yiyang glanced at the water stains on the quilt and sighed.
He picked the person up and carried them back to his room.
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