Si Mingyu walked into the lounge at some point.
At this moment, the ground was littered with bottles of wine, a mixture of red and white wine, and a bottle of whiskey. It seemed he had drunk quite a bit.
Hearing the noise, Si Mingyu didn't look up. He kept his head down, leaning against the table leg. His white shirt was wrinkled, the collar was messily open, and the sleeves looked haphazardly rolled up. One leg was outstretched, while the other was curled up in front of his chest. He was holding an opened bottle of red wine in his right hand, and he was about to take another swig.
Lu Jia pressed her temples in annoyance, and frowned as she looked at the completely drunk person in front of her.
He stepped forward, took the wine from Si Mingyu's hand, and picked it up, intending to place it on the table.
But Si Mingyu's eyes were glazed over. He stood up unsteadily and snatched the red wine from Lu Jia's hand. The bottle was accidentally knocked over, and the red wine immediately spilled onto his white shirt, soaking his clothes instantly.
Perhaps a last shred of reason brought him back to his senses. He shakily placed the empty bottle on the table, but it didn't stay on the table and fell over again.
The next second, the alcohol took effect, and Si Mingyu shook his head to try to sober up, then slid off the table and sat down on the floor.
He lowered his head, his hair hanging down naturally, and looked at the ground in a hoarse voice, saying, "Lu Jia, I think you must be laughing at me in your heart right now, right?"
Lu Jia paused for a moment, then looked Si Mingyu up and down.
Is he drunk or not?
"You've had too much to drink." But Lu Jia didn't want to say anything more to the drunkard, so she just said, "I'll go out and get someone to help you out."
After saying that, Lu Jia took a step back and turned to go out to call for help.
"Lu Jia, don't go yet." Si Mingyu suddenly grabbed the table leg and tried to stand up, but probably because he was getting drunk, he lost his balance and fell to the ground again.
Hearing the noise, Lu Jia frowned. Not wanting to disturb Shen Zhi Qiu who was resting outside, she had no choice but to go over and help him up.
Si Mingyu sat on the ground, gave a wry smile, and asked defiantly, "Lu Jia, why did Zhi Qiu choose you in the end? What am I lacking compared to you?"
As he spoke, he clenched his fist and slammed it hard on the ground, heartbroken. "I still have feelings for Zhi Qiu. I'm better than you in every way."
"You've had too much to drink." Lu Jia stood up with a cold face, then looked at him and added, "There's no such thing as superiority or inferiority in matters of the heart, nor is it about who's stronger or weaker; it's just about how two people get along. Zhi Qiu knows best what kind of life she likes."
"Ha," Si Mingyu said with a self-deprecating laugh, "I understand the logic. But no matter what, deep down in Zhi Qiu's heart, there's definitely still a place for me! You can't deny that! Zhi Qiu used to like me so much, we had so many beautiful moments together, and those won't disappear with the passage of time!"
Si Mingyu struggled for a moment and shouted out defiantly.
"Is that so?" A chilling female voice suddenly came from outside the door, extremely cold.
Lu Jia turned her head and saw that Shen Zhi Qiu was already standing outside the door at some point. She had kicked off her high heels while drunk, so she walked barefoot without making a sound. Neither Lu Jia nor Si Ming Yu noticed her.
"Zhiqiu, you're sober?" Lu Jia asked, somewhat surprised, but quickly came out of the dressing room and stood beside Shen Zhiqiu.
Seeing that she was barefoot, Lu Jia immediately walked to the cabinet in the lounge, opened the drawer, took out a pair of disposable cotton slippers and walked towards Shen Zhi Qiu, removing the outer packaging bag as she walked and throwing it into the trash can.
Then he bent down and placed the slippers beside Shen Zhi Qiu's feet, frowned slightly, and said in a low voice, "The ground is cold, put your shoes on first, be a good girl."
Shen Zhi Qiu nodded, "Thank you," gave Lu Jia a sweet smile, and obediently put on her slippers.
However, when Shen Zhi Qiu looked up at Si Ming Yu, the smile on her face had completely disappeared, and she looked at him indifferently.
"Mingyu, Xiaoran will bring the honey water over in a bit. Drink it, rest for a while, and then hurry up and leave."
There was no warmth in Shen Zhi Qiu's eyes, and her voice was flat and distant.
"Zhi Qiu, I'm sorry to have bothered you." Si Mingyu struggled to stand up, but he still collapsed weakly to the ground.
"Since you knew it would bother me, and you still did it without considering the consequences, then your apology is meaningless."
Mingyu, we've talked about this many times, this is the last time.
I just hope you act like an adult and don't do such childish things again.
We made things very clear a long time ago. I don't want you to disturb my peaceful and happy life anymore. What you're doing is really presumptuous.
After she finished speaking, Lu Jia felt that Shen Zhi Qiu was radiating coldness, as if even the surrounding air was surrounded by cold air. She looked at Si Ming Yu with icy eyes.
Lu Jia rarely saw Shen Zhi Qiu so cold, and she frowned slightly, feeling a pang of heartache.
"Zhi Qiu, are you truly happy?" Hearing this to his face, Si Mingyu's face showed uncontrollable pain. "Can't I give you the same happiness that Lu Jia gave you? I can too. Have you forgotten? We once..."
Shen Zhi Qiu narrowed her eyes, her tone laced with cold sarcasm. She couldn't help but raise her voice, calling out his full name: "Si Ming Yu, if you're going to go crazy because of the alcohol, go outside the hotel and go crazy slowly. I won't care."
But not here; I can't disregard my dad's and brother's feelings.
Then, Shen Zhi Qiu's face revealed an unfathomable expression. She curled the corners of her lips and said sarcastically, "I once thought that you would at least be different from my scumbag ex-husband."
But what exactly is the difference?
You can't say that you're better just because you always have a gentle and refined demeanor, can you?
In fact, you are all selfish people at heart. You will stop at nothing to achieve your own goals, disregarding my feelings and state of mind. You just want to force me to stay by your side. Have you ever asked me if I want to?
I'm telling you, I don't want to.
The one who leaves first has no right to turn back and ask for forgiveness or acceptance again.
Let me tell you this clearly one last time: Lu Jia can give me a happy and stable life, Gu Qingyan can't, and you certainly can't.
After saying that, Shen Zhi Qiu pulled Lu Jia and walked outside, locking the dressing room door from the outside.
Finding her phone on the sofa, Shen Zhi Qiu immediately called Wei Qiao and coldly ordered, "Arrange for a few people to come to the lounge and have them keep an eye on Si Ming Yu. Don't let him show his face. Once he sobers up, kick him out."
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