Listening to Chen Xuyang's words, Lu Qingyan understood that Qiu Chen was probably the son of the person in charge of the Qiu family.
The Qiu family has many legends, and the current leader is very mysterious. Lu Qingyan has never seen any reports about him, and doesn't even know his age.
However, many people know that the young master of the Qiu family is already in university, so in many people's minds, the person in charge of the Qiu family is probably in his early forties.
After chatting with Chen Xuyang for a while, Lu Qingyan felt a little thirsty, so she drank a glass of wine. After drinking it, she felt a little dizzy. Lu Qingyan shook her head and realized that her body was really not suitable for drinking alcohol. She had only drunk a little beer before and had no particular feeling, but now, after drinking this glass of baijiu, she instantly felt like the world was spinning.
Chen Xuyang didn't notice that Lu Qingyan was acting strangely. He smiled apologetically and said, "I have to go now. You can sit here by yourself for a while."
Lu Qingyan waved at him, feeling that her head was still a little foggy, and walked out of the hall.
All Lu Qingyan wanted to do was get home as soon as possible. When she got to the parking lot, she saw a familiar figure.
"It's Rong Qing," Lu Qingyan thought to herself, narrowing her eyes slightly before staggering toward him.
Rong Qing had just closed a business deal and was leaving the hotel to go home when he saw a slightly drunk woman walking towards him. Just as Lu Qingyan had recognized him, he also recognized Lu Qingyan.
"Yan Yan." Rong Qing murmured softly, unable to suppress a soft chuckle.
As Lu Qingyan approached, Rong Qing reached out and pulled her into his arms.
Lu Qingyan slowly opened her eyes, looking at Rong Qing with a puzzled and bewildered expression. Her eyes seemed to hold a vast ocean, misty and unspoken, pure and innocent, as if trying to tell a story. Rong Qing looked into her eyes, as if he wanted to be drawn into them.
"Little drunkard," Rong Qing teased, then skillfully carried the person to his car and closed the door. The whole action was done in one smooth motion, like a habitual offender.
"I like you, I like you." Lu Qingyan said unconsciously while drunk. Rong Qing, dressed in a black suit, looked exceptionally handsome, and in this life, his appearance was even more attractive than before, making it hard to look away.
"Yes, I like you the most too." Rong Qing followed her words and confessed, then kissed her on the corner of her mouth.
"President Qiu?" The driver glanced at Rong Qing, unsure of what to do.
Should he stop her or not? Boss Qiu doesn't know this girl at all; at least, he, the driver, has never seen her before.
The way Qiu Zong did it—lifting the person into the car and seemingly not intending to put them down—it all seemed a bit like taking advantage of someone in distress.
Although he was quite happy to have another lady of the house, Mr. Qiu, could we use some normal methods instead of taking her from outside?
Rong Qing, oblivious to the driver's sorrow, instead said, "Let's go home."
The driver inwardly groaned, "Oh no, I'm going to have to take this person home. I hope I'll wake up tomorrow and my house won't be a battlefield."
Furthermore, he also hoped that Lu Qingyan was not someone who deliberately inquired about Qiu Zong's background with ulterior motives.
The driver's mind was racing with all sorts of thoughts, but his face remained serious.
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