Chapter 554: Not Touching You
Song Cun didn't say much during the second half of the meal, and Liang Zhouheng didn't say anything either, for fear of irritating her again.
Song Cun could only drink two taels of alcohol, and he saw that she was obviously drunk.
After the dinner, a group of people walked out of the box.
Jiang Yuan said to Xu Hui and the other two, "You've all been drinking. It's not safe to take a taxi. Let someone take you back."
Before they could refuse, a crisp male voice came to their ears, "I'll take you there."
Turning around, it was Kuang Ye.
Yin Dong glanced at him and said, "You drank so much. Did you give it to them, or did they give it to you?"
He turned around and glanced at Ji Chuan: "Brother Chuan, you haven't drunk any alcohol, can you give it to me?"
Kuang Ye could barely stand. Seeing Zhang Xiaoya following Xu Hui and the others out, he was as anxious as a thousand ants moving house. "I'm just drunk. I can take on a whole bunch of people. Don't leave."
Seeing Zhang Xiaoya already got into Ji Chuan's car and the car drove away quickly, Kuang Ye muttered quietly: "I should have known not to drink."
Zhou Zhi kicked him while he was drunk, "That's true, your alcohol tolerance is not shameful enough."
As soon as he finished speaking, he clearly felt a dark gaze falling on him.
Zhou Zhi quickly tried to make amends: "Brother Dong, he is much worse than you."
Yin Dong didn't pursue the matter, but turned to glance at Liang Zhouheng and Song Cun, "Song Cun is drunk, won't you send him off?"
Song Cun was staggering out. Jiang Yuan wanted to help him, but he refused to let her help him, muttering, "Be careful, kid..."
This was the first time Jiang Yuan saw her so drunk, and he looked worried.
Liang Zhouheng looked at Song Cunzui's dazed appearance, and couldn't tell whether he felt more heartbroken or more guilty.
They had already broken up. If she was sober, she would definitely not let him send her off, but now she was drunk and unconscious.
Liang Zhouheng hesitated for only two seconds before taking two steps forward, reaching out to grab her arm and tentatively saying, "I'll take you home."
Song Cun was drunk but her eyesight was clear, and she could still recognize the person in front of her. She shook her arm, shook his hand away, and replied stiffly: "No need."
Liang Zhouheng's hand was thrown aside, and her heart felt empty. Her mind involuntarily thought of the scene she saw that night. She didn't see her shake off when the man surnamed Lu grabbed her arm.
Suddenly, he became furious and said in a tone that brooked no argument: "You've had too much to drink. I'll take you home. You can get in the car by yourself. I won't touch you."
The valet drove the silver Porsche over and stopped next to them, and Liang Zhouheng opened the passenger door.
Song Cun stood there. Before she was drunk, she had never looked him in the eye. Now, her eyes were fixed on him, as if she had just seen him.
Liang Zhouheng stood by the car patiently waiting for her. He said he would not touch her, and he meant it. He wanted to see her get into the car by herself.
The two looked at each other silently. He had not drunk a drop of alcohol, his mind was very clear, and his eyes tried hard to restrain his emotions. She was drunk and her nerves were relaxed to the extreme.
Song Cun had long forgotten where she was at the moment. All she could see was the man who had tortured her for more than half a month, making her unable to sleep or eat, and losing her soul.
As she looked, her eyes became redder and wetter.
Her lips moved slightly, and she stammered, "Liang Zhouheng..."
As soon as she finished speaking, tears rolled down her eyes.
Liang Zhouheng thought that his heart had already ached that night, but at this moment, her tears seemed to drip into the bloody hole in his heart, and he could no longer tell whether it was pain or soreness.
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