Tears streamed down her cheeks.
My heart tightened, and I quickened my pace.
"Sister Ye, what happened? Why are you crying so sadly?"
Sister Ye trembled slightly as she slowly raised her head. Her once beautiful face was now soaked with tears, and her eyes were glazed and empty.
She looked at me with teary eyes, as if trying to convey all her grievances to me through her gaze.
After a while, she muttered to herself, "Men are all the same!"
As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her glass of red wine and took a big gulp.
Seeing this, I became increasingly uneasy and cautiously asked, "Sister Ye, did you... have a fight with Qin Shan?"
However, Sister Ye did not answer me. She just silently took another deep drag of her cigarette and then exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
After a moment of silence, Sister Ye finally spoke again: "I have decided to leave this place. I asked you to come here today so that I could say goodbye to you properly."
She took out an exquisite gift box from beside her and handed it to me.
Upon closer inspection, I saw the prominent "Hermes" logo printed on the box, and I knew without a doubt that it was a very expensive designer bag.
So I quickly declined, saying, "Oh, Sister Ye, this gift is far too precious; I can't accept it!"
Sister Ye smiled slightly, patted my hand gently, and said, "Silly girl, you've always been the one giving me all sorts of gifts. This time, let me give you a big one! It's quite a rare fate that we've met."
Then, as if she had suddenly opened a floodgate of words, she began to talk non-stop.
"My dear sister, I really admire you."
In today's dazzling, decadent world, how many people have lost themselves and their original beliefs?
But only you have always maintained that authenticity, clearly knowing what you truly want, and having firm principles and bottom lines.
No wonder even someone as experienced as Master Qin likes you so much, to the point that he can't live without you!
"And I'm a former prostitute, I have no moral compass, no wonder men look down on me and treat me like a pet they can summon and dismiss at will!"
Her voice grew more choked with emotion as she spoke, tears welling in her eyes as she silently shed her own sobs.
I humbly comforted her.
"Sister Ye, you're very beautiful! Buy your freedom! Go do what you want to do! Don't let the identity given to you by others bind you."
"Your social skills are outstanding. No matter where you go, you can quickly become friends with others and get along well with everyone! With your abilities, you are fully capable of building your own career!"
Hearing my praise.
She slowly raised her head, a slight smile playing on her lips.
He gave me a faint smile, but there was a hint of unspeakable bitterness hidden in that smile.
"Haha, no wonder I value you so much! You really are a cultured person; your words are so pleasant to hear! They make people feel extremely comfortable!"
"Sister Ye, don't be sad anymore! Things will get better eventually!" I gently patted her shoulder, trying to comfort her.
Just then,
A sudden, urgent cell phone ringtone sounded.
I glanced at her phone screen instinctively and saw the name "Qin Shan" clearly displayed on the caller ID.
Her face instantly darkened, and without hesitation, she pressed the hang-up button and then simply turned off the phone.
I asked cautiously.
"Sister Ye, where are you planning to go? Have you decided on a specific place yet?"
She paused briefly, her brow furrowing thoughtfully. "I need a place where nobody knows me, a place to start my life anew, away from all this hustle and bustle!"
After saying that, she picked up the wine glass in front of her, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp, and then chug down one glass after another.
Seeing her so dejected, I was extremely anxious and wanted to say something to comfort her, but when I opened my mouth, I found that I didn't know where to begin.
At this moment, my heart is also unusually heavy, because I am still worried about Buwei, who has disappeared without a trace.
The bet I made with Qin Shisheng still lingers in my mind.
Logically speaking, from any perspective, I should have a sure win in this bet!
But for some reason, I always felt a vague unease in my heart, as if he dared to bet with me because he was absolutely certain of winning.
Thinking about this, my brows furrowed involuntarily.
I'm so afraid of going back to him, being controlled by him, and returning to those hopeless days.
My thoughts returned to reality...
Sister Ye was seen chugging down glass after glass of strong liquor, her drinking style seemingly trying to drown all her troubles in the alcohol.
I couldn't stand it any longer, so I quickly reached out and stopped her from raising her glass again.
"Sister Ye, please stop drinking. You'll ruin your health!"
At this moment, Sister Ye's face was flushed like the sunset, her eyes were glazed, and she exuded a strong smell of alcohol, clearly indicating that she was already slightly tipsy.
But she stubbornly insisted, "I won't get drunk! I can't get drunk no matter what!"
Before she could finish speaking, she suddenly bent down, hugged the trash can next to her, and vomited violently.
After she finished vomiting,
I carefully helped her up and let her limp body rest on the table.
I quickly said to her, "Sister Ye, please lie down here and rest for a while. I'll go to the pharmacy next door right away and buy you some hangover medicine."
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