Upon hearing this, Jian Yixue understood her mother's meaning.
She also knew Qingyan's character; she would never discuss these things with her elders.
When she has time, she'll ask Youju and the others and find out.
After all, after returning, Qingyan often hung out with them... uh, no, played around together.
What Jian Yixue didn't know was that at that moment, the Dongfang Qingyan she was talking about was on the cliff of the 'Youyue' organization's base, pestering a certain man to drink with her.
"Don't go, have another drink with me."
Youfeng had already reached the elevator door.
Thinking of something, he reluctantly stopped in his tracks.
He turned to the woman who was already passed out on the table and said, "You're drunk."
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately scrambled to her feet and exclaimed, "I'm not drunk! How could I be drunk! I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"
Come on, keep going, I'll definitely beat you to a pulp!
Youfeng looked at Dongfang Qingyan in front of him, a hint of helplessness in his eyes.
Some time ago, when he went to find Youju, he accidentally ran into Dongfang Qingyan.
From then on, she frequently came to see him, for all sorts of reasons.
This time, we invited him over for a drinking contest to see who could beat whom.
What Dongfang Qingyan didn't know was that drinking alcohol was like drinking water to him; no matter how much he drank, he remained fully conscious.
This is something I've developed over many years of practice.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Dongfang Qingyan opened her somewhat dazed eyes and searched for Youfeng's figure.
Finally, she saw it.
Dongfang Qingyan raised her wine glass and stood up unsteadily. "Hey, what were you doing there?"
"Come on, let's keep drinking."
Suddenly, Dongfang Qingyan tripped over the corner of the table unintentionally, and because she had been drinking, she lost her balance for a moment.
Dongfang Qingyan couldn't help but shout it out loud.
"Ah...no!"
Just when she thought she was about to have a close encounter with the earth, she suddenly felt a lightness all over her body.
Before she could react, she found herself being hugged.
Looking up, she saw a magnified version of Youfeng's face appear before her, and she couldn't help but smile.
Before she could even feel happy, she heard Youfeng's icy voice.
Be careful!
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Qingyan felt wronged.
With tears welling up in her eyes, she said, "I was being very careful. You were the one who ran away, and that's why I tripped."
The implication was that he was solely responsible for her fall.
Looking at Dongfang Qingyan, who was acting somewhat shamelessly, Youfeng felt a little helpless.
Then he remembered that she was Youyue's cousin, and he should take care of her.
He couldn't just ignore her for Youyue's sake.
Youfeng loosened his grip and said, "You're drunk."
"I'm not drunk, I'm perfectly sober." Dongfang Qingyan then took Youfeng's arm again.
"Youfeng, do you like me even the slightest bit?"
It sounded like a murmur to oneself, yet also like a genuine inquiry.
Upon hearing this, Youfeng remained silent for a long time.
Little did the two know that Youluo, who had just come up, had witnessed everything.
A hint of loneliness flashed in Youluo's eyes.
He then turned and left.
After a while, Youfeng finally spoke, "You're drunk. I'll take you to rest."
Dongfang Qingyan was so drunk that she was almost unconscious. She leaned against Youfeng's chest, her entire weight resting on him.
Youfeng couldn't possibly ignore this situation.
With a sigh, he scooped the person up in a princess carry and left gracefully.
Inside the room.
Youzhu, who was busy working on her laptop, suddenly heard the door being pushed open.
Looking up, I saw Youluo, with a cold and aloof expression, standing abruptly at the door.
A little surprised, "Youluo, what brings you here?"
Youluo asked, "Do you have time to have a drink with me?"
Youzhu was taken aback for a moment, then said, "Yes."
...
The two sat on the ground, with Youzhu's private collection of wine placed in front of them.
Youluo picked it up and looked at it, raising an eyebrow slightly. "I remember you specially bought this to keep as a keepsake when you went on a mission before. How could you bear to part with it?"
Upon hearing this, Youzhu smiled and said, "It is its honor to offer fine wine to a beautiful woman."
This wine is very precious.
But it's nowhere near as good as making Youluo happy.
Upon hearing this, Youluo smiled.
He then sobered up and poured himself and Youzhu each a glass.
She didn't say anything, but gracefully picked up her glass and drank it down in one gulp.
That scene filled Youzhu with heartache.
He knew Youluo well; she usually only drank coffee and tea, and only drank alcohol when she was in a very bad mood.
This kind of drinking posture is something that Youluo would never normally do.
But Youzhu also understood that if Youluo didn't want to talk, asking would be pointless and would only add to her troubles.
So he picked up his glass and drank it down in one gulp.
And so it went on until well past midnight.
Seeing that Youzhu had already passed out drunk, Youluo called for someone to help him to bed before she left.
She wasn't drunk; the alcohol only made the pain in her heart run rampant.
Perhaps, it was never going to be possible between them.
That was wishful thinking on her part.
The next day, Youzhu woke up with a terrible headache and rubbed her forehead.
No matter how he tried to recall how he finally lay down last night, his memory remained stuck on the moment he collapsed from alcohol.
Later, when he got up to look for Youluo, he unexpectedly ran into the person who had helped him the night before, and that's when he learned everything.
So he quickly went to the door of Youluo's room.
I knocked on the door, but no one answered.
"Youluo, are you there?"
I called out several times, but there was no response.
After thinking it over, he said, "Youluo, are you inside? If you are, say something, or I'll barge in."
There was still no response.
Youzhu burst through the door, but did not see the person she wanted to see in the room.
After scanning around, I finally noticed the note on the desk.
Youzhu approached and saw that it clearly read, 'On a mission, do not worry.'
He immediately turned around and went back to his room.
Upon logging onto the order-taking website, I immediately saw Youluo's information displayed as a task.
Although I was still a little worried, I felt relieved when I thought that a change of environment would help me recover.
...
The Eastern Family.
When Jian Yixue woke up, she was surprised to see Ye Mohan beside her.
Why didn't you get up early today?
Ye Mohan smiled and said, "It's nothing, I'll stay with you and let you sleep a little longer."
Lin Yi, who was working overtime in Beijing: It's not that I have nothing to do, I'm practically sleeping at the company.
Jian Yixue nodded, then suddenly felt a sharp pain in her stomach, "Ouch..."
Jian Yixue immediately reached out and touched her belly, and Ye Mohan sat up with concern.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell? Should we call a doctor?"
Ye Mohan looked anxious.
Even before he arrived, he had heard the doctor's instructions countless times.
Now that I'm in my late pregnancy, I need to be careful all the time.
It took Jian Yixue a while to recover.
Seeing the worry on Ye Mohan's face, she was quite moved.
She shook her head and said, "No need, I'm fine. It was the baby in my belly that kicked me."
Ye Mohan was somewhat excited, "Really?"
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