"Dislike..."
In the dim light, Qin Beiming's deep features seemed to be coated with a layer of hazy mist.
He slumped back on the sofa, recklessly downing his drinks, trying to immerse himself in the dark, drunken revelry.
Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned.
Despite his vision blurring, Lu Jinjiu's words, "I hate you," kept echoing in his ears, causing him unbearable heartache.
He originally thought that Ling Mo would never despise his broken body.
But after Lu Jinjiu said that, he, under the influence of alcohol, believed it to be true.
Realizing he had misspoke, Lu Jinjiu quickly tried to cover it up:
"Third brother, please don't listen to me. I'm just guessing. Third sister-in-law must be having some trouble. You should try to give her more time. Maybe she'll figure it out after a good night's sleep. Then, even if you don't ask her, she'll tell you about her troubles on her own initiative."
"Xiao Jiu, don't mention her in front of me."
Qin Beiming opened another bottle of wine, his face gloomy, and said:
"It's clearly her who's being unreasonable, acting hot and cold first. Why should I be the one to coax her? It's one thing to need someone to coax me, but what's most infuriating is that no matter how I try, I can't get her to cooperate. This relationship is better off over."
Lu Jinjiu looked helplessly at Qin Beiming, who was repeatedly uttering harsh words but looked extremely aggrieved, and then continued, following his lead:
"Third Brother is right. Third Sister-in-law is ungrateful, domineering and unreasonable. How can she compare to the gentle and lovely young ladies outside? How about I find you a few pretty and docile girls to play with?"
"What did you say?"
Qin Beiming couldn't bear to hear anyone say a bad word about her. Composing himself, he suddenly turned and coldly looked at Lu Jinjiu:
"Who doesn't know what's good for them? Who's being domineering and tyrannical?"
Seeing that Qin Beiming had taken it seriously, Lu Jinjiu chuckled and muttered to himself:
"Is this a joke? Look at you, you get all anxious and upset the moment your third sister-in-law is mentioned. If you care so much, then hurry back and go find her."
“I’m not going back. Even if she comes to me in person and begs me to go back, I still won’t go back.”
Qin Beiming became stubborn, and having nowhere to vent his frustration, he simply repeated the actions he was doing.
He kept numbing himself with alcohol, one glass after another, one bottle after another.
"Third Brother is right. A grown man must stand up for himself. If he says he won't go back, he absolutely won't go back."
Lu Jinjiu patiently stayed by Qin Beiming's side, gently comforting him.
However, Lu Jinjiu was unwilling to believe a word Qin Beiming had said tonight.
Even if you beg him to come back on your knees, he will never go back.
The truth is probably that he was kneeling and begging Ling Mo to take pity on him and let him stay for a few days.
Having seen through the truth, Lu Jinjiu suppressed a laugh, feeling that Qin Beiming, who had previously seemed like a high-and-mighty flower, pure and aloof, and like an old monk who was ascetic and detached from women, now had a touch of worldly charm.
Qin Beiming sighed heavily, and emboldened by the alcohol, he finally spoke the words he had never been able to say before:
“I know I could die at any moment. So even under the same roof, apart from kissing, I never thought of anything else. That way, even if I couldn’t be with her until the end, the man who would be with her in the future wouldn’t feel uncomfortable because of our relationship. I thought I was careful enough, but I didn’t expect that she would still be disgusted by my illness.”
Lu Jinjiu secretly recorded Qin Beiming's words and sent them to Ling Mo.
Regardless of the cause of their conflict, Qin Beiming's heartfelt words are never wrong.
After receiving no response from Lu Jinjiu for a long time, Qin Beiming suddenly raised his dazed eyes, his voice hoarse, as if whispering in pain, "Xiao Jiu, tell me, what should I do?"
"How about I take a few photos for you and send them to your third sister-in-law?"
"Why send her photos?" Qin Beiming asked, puzzled.
Lu Jinjiu originally said that he would post a few photos to play the victim and make Ling Mo feel sorry for him.
Seeing his stubborn expression, he changed the subject and said with a grin:
"Of course, you should seduce her."
"Alright."
As soon as Qin Beiming finished speaking, he slumped onto the sofa, his slightly furrowed brows revealing his melancholy.
Lu Jinjiu's lips twitched as he frantically pressed the shutter button while mentally ranting:
Are even domineering CEOs this humble nowadays?
First there was Huo Yunting, who went through a nightmare chasing after his wife, living in constant fear and practically begging Song Xingwan to keep the child in her womb.
At this moment, Qin Beiming, who seemed unapproachable, actually learned to play the victim.
"Filming finished?"
A moment later, Qin Beiming saw Lu Jinjiu put away his phone and asked a casual question.
Lu Jinjiu nodded and said, "It has already been sent to Third Sister-in-law."
Has she replied?
"It's almost two o'clock, Third Sister-in-law should already be asleep."
"Um."
Qin Beiming pursed his lips, still deeply immersed in a state of extreme disappointment.
He had intended to get thoroughly drunk, but for some reason, he just couldn't get intoxicated.
Not only can he not get drunk, but his energy is also getting better and better.
Lu Jinjiu yawned lazily, and having guessed Qin Beiming's thoughts, he simply stated it directly:
"Third Brother, stop drinking. Pretending to be drunk might be more effective than actually getting drunk."
After his intentions were exposed, Qin Beiming suddenly turned his head, gave him a deep look, and his thin lips moved slightly, "What did you say?"
Lu Jinjiu quickly shook his head and tentatively suggested:
"Is Third Brother drunk? Or should I find a designated driver to take you back to No. 3 Taoli Street?"
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