As soon as the driver finished speaking, the person felt a tightness in their chest.
He opened his bleary eyes, still hazy from the alcohol, and said in a hoarse voice, "Stop the car."
"Are you feeling unwell?" Qin Yue asked.
A soft hum escaped the man's throat.
The driver quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road.
Qin Yue got out of the car first, then helped Lu Yanci down.
He leaned against the tree, his back slightly bent.
Qin Yue placed the back of her hand on the man's back, stroking it up and down twice, then turned her head to ask the driver to get a bottle of water from the car.
She turned on the water, held it in one hand, and gently patted his back with the other, whispering, "If you feel like throwing up, just throw up. It'll make you feel better."
The wind made his head feel even more foggy, but his thoughts became much clearer. He took a sip of water and said, "It was just a bit stuffy in the car, and my chest felt a little uncomfortable, but I feel a bit better now."
"That's good. If you're really uncomfortable, don't hold it in." Qin Yue felt a little relieved when she saw that Lu Yanci's complexion was not bad.
The driver looked at the two people talking in hushed tones and belatedly realized that he might have made a mistake again.
Miss Qin's place was already close to Mr. Lu's.
Could we send the intoxicated Mr. Lu home first? Whether Miss Qin stays to take care of Mr. Lu or goes home after he's alright is up to her. Why should I interfere?
Could it be that President Lu is dissatisfied with me?
Thinking about it this way, the driver couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.
He used to drive for President Lu, and President Lu would tell him where to go, and he would just follow his instructions without saying a word more. He had never encountered this situation before.
He subconsciously thought that if President Lu were sober, he would definitely send Miss Qin home first, so he asked the question without thinking.
But they forgot that Mr. Lu and Miss Qin's relationship is now extraordinary. Mr. Lu clearly enjoys Miss Qin's closeness. When Mr. Lu is drunk, he must be hoping that Miss Qin will stay.
Is it too late for him to change his tune and say he has something to do, hoping that Miss Qin can take care of President Lu?
After the two got into the car, the driver said what he had thought about carefully: "Since Mr. Lu is not feeling well, Ms. Qin, may I take Mr. Lu back to his residence first, and then take you back?"
Qin Yue naturally wouldn't refuse.
She's fine right now, not carsick or feeling unwell, so it's best to take Lu Yanci home first.
Lu Yanci had indeed considered having her take him home, but he had completely given up on the idea now.
If she goes home first and waits for him to get home before having the driver take her home alone, he won't feel comfortable with that. If she goes home with him after he gets home, that would be a real joke.
If he were to use his drunkenness to keep her here, even if it was simply to spend more time with her and glance at her a few more times without doing anything inappropriate, the Qin family elders would likely have a different opinion of him if they found out.
She also drank alcohol, even if she wasn't drunk, she must have felt a little uncomfortable, so why bother making her run for a few more minutes?
Qin Yue had already agreed. Lu Yanci stared at her with slightly drunken eyes, then slowly said, "No need, I'll take you home first. A few more minutes won't make a difference."
The driver was relieved to hear this, realizing he hadn't done anything wrong, and that Mr. Lu's intention was also to take Miss Qin home first.
Only after watching Qin Yue enter the Qin family home did the driver start the car and leave.
Upon arriving at his lodgings, Lu Yanci did not rush to get out of the car. He lifted his eyelids, looked indifferently at the uneasy driver, and asked in a deep voice, "How long have you been following me?"
The driver suddenly had a bad feeling, and panic flashed in his eyes: "Three years and four months."
I've been with him for so long, and I still don't know what I should and shouldn't do.
If he weren't worried that Qin Yue would ask him why he suddenly changed drivers, he wouldn't be saying these things to the driver right now.
Lu Yanci said slowly and deliberately, "I don't need people who act on their own initiative. This is a one-time exception."
Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, the driver already felt he was about to lose his high-paying job. But upon hearing the words "this is the last time," his mood suddenly went up and down like a rollercoaster. Was he... able to keep his job?
"You don't need to stay here to take care of me. Go back." After saying that, Lu Yanci got out of the car and walked into the villa without looking back.
He didn't look like he couldn't even stand steadily in front of Miss Qin at all.
The driver felt even more remorseful.
Since he started working for President Lu, he had never seen President Lu drink like this before. He had thought that President Lu had drunk a lot, but he didn't expect that President Lu was not drunk at all.
I really made mistakes from beginning to end. I shouldn't have raised that barrier and then lowered it in the first place.
He will definitely be more honest and upright in the future, and will never seek unnecessary attention again.
...
Tong Yexin handed Fu Yinyin over to her parents.
She gazed at the receding scenery outside the car window, took out a cigarette from her bag, lit it, and held the cigarette butt between her lips and teeth. Her slender, fair fingers then pulled out a lighter from her bag and lit it with a click.
The car window rolled down, and Tong Yexin rested her arm on the window.
Her chestnut-brown, wavy hair was tousled by the wind, but she simply tucked it behind her back with a languid expression.
Holding a cigarette between his long fingers, he slowly exhaled the smoke, and white smoke rings dissipated in the wind.
We arrived at our accommodation.
Tong Yexin touched the light switch, pressed it, and the empty living room was instantly as bright as day.
She took a bottle of fruit wine from the refrigerator, slumped onto the sofa, opened the bottle, and was about to drink when her phone rang.
He put down the bottle and took out his phone.
I answered the call without hesitation.
She leaned back on the sofa, a smirk playing on her red lips as she looked at the person on the screen: "Miss Qin, it's so late, why aren't you spending the night with your boyfriend, exploring the mysteries of life, instead of contacting a lonely soul like me?"
Qin Yue ignored the teasing in her words. Seeing the living room decor in the video, she knew it couldn't be Fu Yinyin's home. She asked bluntly, "Did you send Yinyin back?"
"What?" Tong Yexin shifted her position, crossing her legs and leaning against the armrest of the sofa, and asked with a smile, "Don't you trust me? Are you afraid I'll eat her up?"
Qin Yue didn't beat around the bush with her: "Yinyin treats Jiahe like her own sister, and you are Jiahe's friend. She is simple-minded and believes whatever others say, especially her friends. If you want to have fun, find someone who is willing to play with you. She is not suitable."
Is this a roundabout way of saying she's cunning?
They really don't mince words.
How much better is Qin Yue?
I really don't know how Zhou Jiahe and the others, who are all single-minded, could become good friends with this lotus root-like person.
Tong Yexin met Qin Yue's gaze through the screen, unsure how much Qin Yue had noticed.
"What's the meaning?"
She pretended not to know what was going on.
"What do you mean I'm making fun of Fu Yinyin? I already know that guy surnamed Jiang, and it's perfectly normal for us to be close. Do you think that talking to him a few more times hurt Fu Yinyin's feelings, so you specifically called to speak up for her?"
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