Slightly tipsy
"Third Brother, why don't you come and play with us?" Jiang Fanxing pulled Yang Zheng to his seat.
Yang Zheng pushed his hand away and refused, saying, "You have fun. An Xia finally came back. I have to take her home after sitting with her for a while."
"Anxia, if you dance with us, Third Brother will dance too." Jiang Fanxing, seeing that she couldn't get past Yang Zheng, shifted her focus.
Shen Anxia laughed and said, "I'm afraid if I dance too well, there will be no one left on the dance floor in a while."
After saying this, Shen Anxia and Yang Zheng exchanged a glance, and then the two of them burst into laughter without a care in the world.
Jiang Fanxing: "..."
"Good girl," Yang Zheng stood up and patted Jiang Fanxing's arm, "You go play with Rong Yi, I'm going to the bathroom."
“I’m going too.” Shen Anxia also stood up and patted Jiang Fanxing’s arm: “Fifth Brother, have fun.”
Yang Zheng took Shen Anxia's hand and walked out. Jiang Fanxing scratched her eyebrows and watched their backs as they walked away, muttering to herself, "What a perfect pair of narcissists!"
The restroom was not far from the door. Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng and asked, "Are you alright by yourself?"
Yang Zheng pressed his temples: "It's okay now, but it might not be okay in a little while."
"How about I tell them later that I'll take you back first?" Shen Anxia thought Yang Zheng needed to get a good night's sleep.
Upon hearing this, Yang Zheng paused for a moment, then suddenly realized it was a good idea. He frowned, shifted his weight slightly onto Shen Anxia, and hummed in agreement.
"Then be careful when you go in," Shen Anxia instructed.
"Hmm." Yang Zheng reached out and supported himself against the bathroom wall as he walked inside.
Shen Anxia and others waited at the bathroom door.
Within two minutes, a man came out of the men's restroom, walked to the sink to wash his hands, glanced at Shen Anxia standing to the side, and then, as if remembering something, turned to look at her again, asking with a drunken smile, "Miss, haven't we met somewhere before?"
Shen Anxia looked up and saw that it wasn't Yang Zheng. She didn't want to talk to anyone else, but she still politely replied, "Sorry, I haven't seen him before."
The man didn't seem to mind that Shen Anxia's apologies weren't actually sincere. He grabbed a tissue from the side, casually wiped his hands, and walked up to Shen Anxia, asking, "Waiting for a friend? How about we get to know each other?"
Shen Anxia had been able to speak politely just now, but now she had completely lost her patience. Looking at the drunken man standing half a meter away from her, Shen Anxia took a big step back, her eyes turning cold: "I'm waiting for my boyfriend, so it's not convenient for me to meet him."
Whether it was Shen Anxia's rejection that aroused the man's desire to conquer or something else, seeing Shen Anxia take a step back, he took a step forward and continued to tease, "My surname is Jiao, what is your surname, young lady?"
At this moment, Yang Zheng also came out of the bathroom. Shen Anxia spotted him with sharp eyes, bypassed the annoying guy in front of her, and went forward to help Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng's expression was unfriendly at this moment. Shen Anxia guessed that he might have heard what the person had just said to her, since the distance was not that far.
The man turned his head as Shen Anxia did, but he was clearly stunned when he saw Yang Zheng, and stammered, "Yang... Brother Yang?"
Yang Zheng first glanced at Shen Anxia, whose expression remained unchanged, then sized up the person in front of him: "Jiao Hao?"
"Yes...yes...Brother Yang, you still remember me." Jiao Hao quickly stepped forward and reached out to shake hands with Yang Zheng.
Yang Zheng looked at his hand, didn't move, and asked him, "Want to meet my girlfriend?"
"Huh?...I...I think my sister-in-law looks familiar...yes...familiar..." Seeing Yang Zheng's expressionless face, Jiao Hao awkwardly withdrew his hand.
"Let's go back, Yang Zheng." Shen Anxia tugged at Yang Zheng's arm from the side.
Yang Zheng glanced at Shen Anxia and smiled, then turned to Jiao Hao and asked, "Still standing here? Really want to get to know me?"
"Huh?... Well... Well, Brother Yang, you and your wife go ahead with your work, I'll be going now." Then he dashed off.
Yang Zheng watched the man scurry away, his lips curving into a deep smile.
"Let's go." Shen Anxia tugged at Yang Zheng again.
"I haven't washed my hands yet." Yang Zheng turned his head to look at Shen Anxia, and the coldness on his face faded a little.
Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng wash his hands, then pulled out a tissue to wipe them for him: "Are you feeling better? Are you still in pain?"
Yang Zheng softened instantly: "I feel bad, but An Xia, are you angry?"
“No, I just think you’re angry,” Shen Anxia wiped Yang Zheng’s hands dry and looked up to comfort him, “Don’t be angry, it’s not worth it.”
Yang Zheng sighed, pulled Shen Anxia into his arms, buried his face in her neck, and said in a nasal voice, "Anxia, I'm drunk, let's go home!"
“Okay.” Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng back to the private room and asked Ding Fei and Ge Chen for leave: “Brother and sister-in-law, Yang Zheng is a little drunk. I’ll take him home. You guys have fun first.”
Ge Chen sat there with an air of authority. Seeing that Yang Zheng was almost leaning on Shen Anxia, and sensing that Shen Anxia was about to be knocked over by Yang Zheng, he immediately stood up, picked up the car keys from the coffee table with one hand, and reached out to help Yang Zheng with the other: "I'll take you back."
“Sister-in-law, no need…” Before Shen Anxia could finish speaking, Ding Fei grabbed Ge Chen: “Wife, we can’t do without you here. I’m also feeling a bit unwell from drinking.”
Ge Chen patted Ding Fei: "I'll take them both back and then come back."
Ding Fei leaned his head against Ge Chen and said, "I feel really bad." Then he said to Shen Anxia, "Anxia, please take care of Lao San. Let your sister-in-law call a taxi for you two."
Shen Anxia finally had a chance to speak: "Don't worry, brother, there's no need for your wife to see me off. I just called a car, and it's already downstairs."
"Okay, you two be careful on the road, and send me a message when you arrive," Ding Fei said, leaning on Ge Chen's shoulder.
"Okay, then, elder brother and sister-in-law, we won't greet the other brothers and sisters-in-law. Have a great time!"
Yang Zheng also raised his head slightly and mumbled indistinctly, "We're leaving first, elder brother and sister-in-law."
After saying that, Shen Anxia helped her walk out.
Ge Chen looked at Ding Fei with a puzzled expression, his tone unfriendly: "What have you been drinking? One of them is a drunkard, and the other is a girl. What if something happens to them?"
Ding Fei watched as Shen Anxia led Yang Zheng out, then pulled Ge Chen to sit down. He was no longer sleepy and laughed, "Don't be angry, wife. Lao San has a huge capacity for alcohol. He only had a few drinks today. When Anxia came back, no one dared to force him to drink. Look at the way he spoke in that high-pitched voice. I was afraid I couldn't help but laugh."
"Are you saying the third brother is pretending?" Ge Chen asked curiously. "Is the third brother that kind of person? Is he really that principled?"
Ding Fei laughed: "Once An Xia comes back, will he still have any principles? He's probably forgotten what principles are."
Ge Chen raised the corners of his lips, recalled Yang Zheng's antics just now, and chuckled as he cursed, "That guy."
After a while, Duan Lixing came over and handed his phone to Ding Fei: "Big brother, has the third brother left?"
"I'm leaving, going to have some alone time with you." Ding Fei didn't know why Duan Lixing handed him the phone, but he took it anyway.
"That explains why he kept texting me."
"Hmm?" Ding Fei glanced at his phone, which displayed the message Yang Zheng had just sent to Duan Lixing. He asked Duan Lixing, "Who is Jiao Hao?"
"I don't know, I'll ask Lao Wu in a bit." Duan Lixing took a few big gulps of water, went back to the dance floor, dragged Jiang Fanxing out, and then called the floor manager.
"Jiao Hao?" Jiang Fanxing thought for a moment, then suddenly clapped his hands: "Isn't that the young master of Spicy Duck Head? A scumbag, the one who can't walk past any pretty woman, he's ruined so many women, but no one has filed a lawsuit against him, otherwise you would have known him long ago, brother."
Just then, Duan Lixing hung up the phone and said to Ding Fei, "In Xiyue Hall."
"Fifth brother, go ahead and tell Jiao Hao not to wander around outside for the next two months, or else bring up his old grievances," Ding Fei instructed.
Jiang Fanxing nodded: "Third Brother himself has never said anything excessive to An Xia. Now that An Xia has just returned, she has been blocked by this guy. Third Brother must be furious."
"I don't know if he was furious or not, but I do know he was pretty good at pretending to be drunk just now," Ding Fei said with a mocking smile.
Ge Chen, standing to the side, instructed, "Fifth Brother, you've been drinking. Be mindful of your limits."
"Okay, sister-in-law," Jiang Fanxing replied, then walked out.
Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng into a taxi. Yang Zheng gave her an address and then leaned on Shen Anxia's shoulder, closing his eyes to rest.
Passing by a pharmacy, Shen Anxia asked the driver to stop, got out of the car to buy some hangover medicine, and then went back to the car to give it to Yang Zheng. The two then headed straight for Peacock City.
The taxi drove all the way to a French-style villa area. It was stopped at the gate, but the security guards immediately let it through when they saw Yang Zheng sitting in the taxi.
The taxi followed Yang Zheng's directions and drove straight to the building entrance. After getting out of the car, Shen Anxia reached out to help Yang Zheng, but Yang Zheng simply put his hand on Shen Anxia's shoulder. Facial recognition opened the door, and they entered the garden. Shen Anxia helped Yang Zheng slowly walk up the steps.
Upon recognizing Yang Zheng, the system reopened the door.
"Anxia, wait a moment."
"Um?"
Yang Zheng straightened Shen Anxia, held the door lock, and entered the administrator system. A notification sound rang, and she was directly registered as an administrator.
“Only the two of us can come in here now,” Yang Zheng said.
After recording her face, they also recorded Shen Anxia's fingerprints.
Then close the door and let the system recognize Shen Anxia's face.
Yang Zheng opened the door and smiled, "All done."
Then he pulled Shen Anxia inside.
It was the first time in her life that Shen Anxia had entered a man's home alone, and she was a little nervous, so she started to give herself constant psychological suggestions.
The door behind me made a dull thud, and the light behind me dimmed for a moment. However, the large French windows still let in the light from the streetlights, so the room was not dark.
Shen Anxia didn't move, waiting for Yang Zheng to change his shoes and then turn on the light.
The next second, Shen Anxia felt a pair of strong arms lift her up horizontally. Her perspective changed, and Yang Zheng's resolute profile, reflected in the streetlights outside the window, appeared diagonally above her. Her arms wrapped around his shoulders due to the sudden loss of weight.
Yang Zheng took three steps at a time, carrying Shen Anxia forward.
"Hey..." Before she could even voice her opinion, Yang Zheng had already pulled her onto the sofa and leaned down on her.
"Mmm..." Shen Anxia wanted to say something, but was swallowed up by Yang Zheng's overwhelming kiss.
Shen Anxia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the aroma of wine filled the air around her. In her hazy vision, she saw Yang Zheng's eyes were closed, his long but not thick eyelashes pressed tightly against his lower eyelids. She felt him supporting her head with one hand and holding her waist with the other. Her mind was in turmoil, and she gradually closed her eyes tightly and returned Yang Zheng's kiss.
After a long while, Yang Zheng finally released Shen Anxia, kissed her forehead again, then rested his head on Shen Anxia's shoulder and sighed softly, "I missed you so much."
“Me too,” Shen Anxia whispered in Yang Zheng’s ear.
"How about going back to Yi'an?"
"good."
Yang Zheng paused for a moment, then looked up into Shen Anxia's eyes: "Anxia, I'm serious."
"I'm serious, didn't I tell you that?"
Yang Zheng helped Shen Anxia up, turned on the voice-activated chandelier in the living room, and said seriously, "Anxia, now you have a chance. Think it over carefully."
"What's there to consider? All the people I love most are in Yi'an." Isn't that the obvious choice?
The word "favorite" made Yang Zheng bask in the moonlight. He laughed and then pecked Shen Anxia's lips: "Do you still remember those two people you met during the New Year?"
"Uncle Wang and Brother Zhang."
"Yes, they asked us to meet the day after tomorrow."
Shen Anxia nodded: "Did they invite us?"
"Yes. I knew you were coming back for May Day and said I wanted to see you."
"So, Yi'an is going to have its own dance troupe?" Shen Anxia's eyes sparkled.
"Probably."
"Then I'll make time for the day after tomorrow."
"Oh, right," Yang Zheng suddenly walked back to the door, took out a pair of pink slippers from the shoe cabinet, and helped Shen Anxia change her shoes. "I bought these especially for you."
Shen Anxia looked at the slippers and was pleasantly surprised: "Aren't these exactly the same as my slippers?"
"Yes, I bought it as instructed. Would you like some milk?"
"No," Shen Anxia said. "Yang Zheng, are you still feeling unwell? Do you want to throw up? Or do you want some water?"
Yang Zheng chuckled in Shen Anxia's ear: "You're sober now."
"You sobered up so quickly? This hangover cure is quite effective." Shen Anxia thought for a moment and said, "My dad needs to sleep through the night."
Yang Zheng didn't explain, and Shen Anxia asked again, "Do you still want to go back and play?"
“I’m not going back,” Yang Zheng said, releasing Shen Anxia. “It’s already past eight o’clock.”
"But don't you guys always play until the wee hours of the morning? And haven't you guys not gotten together in a long time?"
“I wouldn’t say I see them every day, but I see them almost every day. As for the two of us, it’s been a week since we last saw each other.”
Shen Anxia also felt the same way.
"Let me show you around here." Yang Zheng took An Xia's hand as she stood up.
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