Translator:
Atlas Studios
Editor:
Atlas Studios
Lu Yanchen’s instant reply had Chu Mubei stunned for a moment.
You already knew about it? So, when you asked me to find out where Yang Sitong was earlier on, it was to go settle things with her?
Lu Yanchen did not reply to him, merely asking with a deep husky voice,
Where are you?
Emperor Night, the VIP suite on the top floor.
I’m coming over,
With that said, Lu Yanchen hung up on the call coldly.
Once again, Chu Mubei was stunned with a disbelieving expression.
Eh? Old Lu was someone who had always hated nightlife. But, he was coming over to look for him? Just what was going on over here?
Could Little Sister Shi Guang have gotten into a fight with Yang Sitong?
After Lu Yanchen arrived, he merely pursed his lips without saying anything at all. One after another, he gulped down glasses of wine silently. That had Chu Mubei even more certain about his assumption.
He sat beside Lu Yanchen and wrapped his arm around the latter’s shoulder.
Old Lu, girls have to be coaxed and treated with tenderness.
Lu Yanchen’s lips curled up into a self-mocking laugh as he peeled Chu Mubei’s arm away from him before leaning back onto the sofa while digging his nails deep into his palm.
Looking at how unhappy Lu Yanchen was, Chu Mubei had no other choice but to raise his own glass.
Alright, alright… Don’t talk about it then. I’ll drink with you…
Lu Yanchen raised his glass and clinked it with Chu Mubei’s before downing it. As the burning liquor made its way down his throat, the light in his eyes got even dimmer.
He poured himself yet another glassful of shot and downed it.
These were hard liquor here. With him downing so many shots one after another, it was definitely harmful to his body.
Chu Mubei raised his brow and reached out to stop Lu Yanchen.
Don’t think like that. It’ll hurt your liver.
Once again, Lu Yanchen curled his lips into that self-mocking smile. Hurt his liver? His heart was hurting right now.
Yet another shot… Even Chu Mubei could do nothing to hold him back.
Gradually, Lu Yanchen felt his consciousness going hazy as those sharp eyes of his gradually lost their focus and went drowsy.
‘Even if I don’t love him, be it in the past or now, his choice is still me!’
Those words were so familiar. It was just like something he had said to her so many years ago.
‘Even if she did not kill Bo Ren, Bo Ren died because of her. I hate her. I hate her to death…!’
What was that at the back?
As he slumbered into tipsiness, his entire world spun around while the hard liquor burnt him from inside out. Along with a ringing buzz in his ears, Lu Yanchen’s head throbbed with waves of giddiness, causing him to not want to get up anymore.
But even without getting up, he still felt miserable as ever. It was as though a knife had just been scraping beside his heart, bringing him an irrepressible pain.
Even though Chu Mubei drank quite a lot with Lu Yanchen, he could still be considered a little sober—at least, he could still walk properly.
Suddenly, Lu Yanchen’s voice drifted out beside him in a barely audible volume,
Littly…
This was a name that Chu Mubei knew about—the nickname of his ex-girlfriend. Someone had called it out in the same way back when he was drunk as well.
He harrumphed out coldly,
Haven’t you already gotten yourself a new love interest in Little Sister Shi Guang? Why are you still thinking about her? Fck!
It’s her… it has always been her…
Chu Mubei, who had not thought that he would get a reply, suddenly found himself rooted on the spot, so astounded that he could not get back to his senses for a good, long time.
What did he just say?
It’s her?
It has always been her…!
How smart of a person was Chu Mubei? Instantly, everything became clear as day to him.
Little Sister Shi Guang was that trash of a first love.
No wonder! He was thinking about how Old Lu had suddenly grown up and started behaving like a man! So, it was just the same person right from the very beginning!
Chu Mubei’s face turned really terrible at that moment.
Holy sht!
