Gong Bei Bei pretended to have just learned that Zhan Bei Jue had arrived, and stumbled towards him.
“A Jue, you finally came.”
“I’m sorry, I drank too much, my head is so dizzy. You came to pick me up, right? I miss you so much, let’s go, I’ll go home with you.”
Never mind that she reeked of alcohol and her clothes were dirty.
Even if she were clean, Zhan Bei Jue wouldn’t want to touch her.
Naturally, as she ran towards him, Zhan Bei Jue lifted his right leg over his left, shifted his body inwards, and easily dodged her attack.
Gong Bei Bei missed, half of her body slung over the sofa, her leg partially exposed. Zhan Bei Jue didn’t even glance at her.
“Change your clothes before you come find me. You reek of alcohol and you’re so dirty. If your Aunt Zhou sees you like this, she’ll worry.”
The girl was so drunk, and he showed no pity, not even letting her touch him?
Gong Bei Bei felt unspeakably uncomfortable and embarrassed.
But she suppressed her emotions, trying to use this opportunity to get closer to him.
“Did you bring me clothes? Did you just grab them from my room, or did you buy new ones?”
Zhan Bei Jue was expressionless.
“Your Aunt Zhou went to your room to get them for you. What, do you want me to buy you new clothes?”
Gong Bei Bei coquettishly said, “Yes! Not only do I want new clothes, but I also want you to go shopping with me, watch movies with me, and travel with me.”
“There are many things I want you to do. A Jue, are you willing?”
Zhan Bei Jue couldn’t help but glance at her sideways.
“You’ve had too much to drink. Hurry up and have someone help you change.”
Gong Bei Bei shook her head, her voice becoming even more saccharine.
“I did drink too much. But not just anyone can touch me. I don’t want her to help me change.”
That would be great.
I don’t want to help you change, either.
She had gotten her phone back anyway. Jiang Nan Fang glanced at Xu Yan Chuan.
“Since there’s nothing for me here, I’ll be going. Thank you for returning my phone.”
“Hey, hey, hey!” She had finally tricked her into coming here, and before she could say anything, how could she just leave?
Xu Yan Chuan reached out and grabbed her.
“Don’t rush off, what’s your name? We seem to know each other, don’t you remember me?”
To be honest, Jiang Nan Fang also found him somewhat familiar.
But all handsome guys nowadays, with a bit of styling, basically looked like this. She didn’t think they had any past connection.
“I’m sorry, I just got off work and I’m a bit tired. I need to go back and rest. Goodbye.”
Never mind whether they knew each other before.
Jiang Nan Fang didn’t want to make friends, let alone make friends in front of Zhan Bei Jue.
Giving him no face at all, she pulled her hand back and was about to leave again.
Xu Yan Chuan quickly stepped forward to block her path.
“We really knew each other before, I’m not kidding. Don’t you remember? In Germany, at the Conton Manor.”
He made a motion as if he were taking off his pants.
“Did you cut off my belt?”
Cut off his belt?
Did these two really know each other?
Zhan Bei Jue’s gaze was involuntarily drawn back.
A flicker of realization flashed through Jiang Nan Fang’s eyes, and she instantly remembered.
She did know this person, the one she had almost hit before.
But was that important?
It had been so long, and he still wanted to dredge up the past?
Jiang Nan Fang didn’t want to cause any more trouble.
“Sir, you have the wrong person. I’ve never been to Germany, and I don’t remember any Conton Manor. I’m sorry.”
After speaking, she sidestepped Xu Yan Chuan and walked directly out of the private room.
Xu Yan Chuan patted his head suspiciously and muttered to himself.
“No, I couldn’t have been mistaken. She’s very distinctive. It’s her. Afraid to admit it?”
Gong Bei Bei was still sprawled on the sofa. Zhan Bei Jue, overwhelmed by the smell, suddenly stood up.
“I’ll wait for you downstairs. Hurry down after you’re done. Don’t make me wait too long.”
With that, he walked out the door in two steps, crossed the long corridor, and arrived at the elevator.
The elevator hadn’t arrived yet. Jiang Nan Fang, wearing a simple and elegant white dress, stood alone by the door.
Today, a stylist and makeup artist had specially dressed her up, making her appear more refined and slender than usual.
No matter how many times he saw her, Zhan Bei Jue had to admit one fact: her profile and her back were incredibly beautiful.
Standing a few steps away, watching her silently, Zhan Bei Jue hesitated whether to go up to her.
If he went, it would seem like he had deliberately followed her out.
If he didn’t, he didn’t want to linger in this unpleasant environment.
Fortunately, the elevator arrived quickly.
Jiang Nan Fang walked in and turned to close the door, only to find Zhan Bei Jue appearing at the entrance at some unknown time.
Her hand, which was pressing the close button, paused. She glanced at him. “Do you want to come in?”
She had invited him herself, he hadn’t followed her out!
Zhan Bei Jue put his hands in his pockets and, with a blank expression, stepped inside.
The door closed. They stood apart, one leaning against the back wall, the other facing the floor indicator, miles apart, neither paying attention to the other.
The elevator descended rapidly and reached the eighth floor. The doors opened.
Outside the doors was an extreme commotion.
The boisterous voices of drunken men and women swept in.
Everyone was saying goodbye. After a few polite exchanges, a group of drunken men, arm in arm, surged forward, completely filling the elevator.
Jiang Nan Fang was pinned in the corner near the floor numbers. Zhan Bei Jue was at the back.
Suddenly, they were two people at opposite extremes of the world.
There was a beautiful woman with fair skin in the elevator, her straight, smooth hair cascading over her shoulders, making her look delicate and submissive.
Thinking she was easy to bully, one of the men eyed Jiang Nan Fang for two seconds and suddenly reached out to her shoulder.
Jiang Nan Fang instinctively dodged, quickly turned her head, and glared at him. “What are you doing?”
Seeing Jiang Nan Fang’s displeased expression, the man felt guilty, like a thief.
“Pressing the numbers, what’s wrong? Did you rent this elevator, and no one else can press it?”
Of course, that made no sense.
But did one need to press the floors like this?
Jiang Nan Fang glared at the man and tried to move away from him.
Her companions burst into laughter.
“Why aren’t you pressing it, Brother Long? So useless? You get scared by a pretty girl’s yell, and you don’t dare? If you don’t press it, I will.”
“There’s no floor I like. If you like it, you press it.”
The man replied with a suggestive tone.
Everyone chuckled, and immediately someone stepped forward and reached out to put a hand on Jiang Nan Fang’s other shoulder.
Damn it! Was there not enough space for him to reach from the front, but he had to reach around her neck? This was so obvious a grab for advantage, did he think I was an idiot!
Jiang Nan Fang sidestepped his hand and slapped him.
“Don’t think I don’t know what you’re trying to do. Public indecency, and you think I’m easy to bully?”
“A feisty little chili? So fierce? Brother Long doesn’t like that, but I happen to like it.”
The man wasn’t angry even after being hit. He grinned playfully and reached out to touch Jiang Nan Fang’s chin.
“What’s up, beauty? Heartbroken? In a bad mood? Don’t have such a temper, do you want Big Brother to help you vent?”
Seeing them all swaying unsteadily, their eyes hazy, not knowing who they were.
The difference between them and Zhan Bei Jue standing behind her was too stark.
Jiang Nan Fang dodged his hand and sneered.
“I’m not heartbroken. My boyfriend is standing behind me. Want him to help me vent? Ask him if he agrees first.”