Zhao Shuyao cried out in pain, trying to break free from Qin Yusheng.
But the man was too strong, and she couldn't shake him off.
Because she was completely drunk, Zhao Shuyao couldn't see who was in front of her.
Thinking it was a man trying to pick her up, Zhao Shuyao leaned into Qin Yusheng, "Handsome, do you want to dance with me too? You have to queue up..."
She then counted on her fingers, "You're number fifty-two..."
Qin Yusheng's face turned ashen, as if painted green, "Zhao Shuyao, do you want to die?"
The words were gritted out through clenched teeth.
"I... *cough*..." Zhao Shuyao had only said one word when the excessive alcohol and vigorous dancing made her stomach churn. She vomited directly.
Qin Yusheng was standing right in front of her. She leaned on him, and all the vomit landed on Qin Yusheng.
"Yaoyao!"
Qin Yusheng's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot. He immediately smelled the vomit, and the people dancing nearby instantly moved far away.
"Sorry, handsome, I'll pay for the dry cleaning... or I'll compensate you. My husband is rich. How much are your clothes? I'll pay you... let that sucker pay you..."
Zhao Shuyao, still drunk, felt better after vomiting, a bit of clear saliva hanging from the corner of her mouth.
"Sucker?!"
Qin Yusheng's temple veins bulged. He let out a laugh of extreme anger, "In your eyes, I'm just a rich sucker?!"
"Shh... don't say it so loud. If my gas tank hears you, he'll get angry!"
Zhao Shuyao put her index finger to her lips, signaling Qin Yusheng to be quiet.
"Gas tank?" Qin Yusheng chuckled, amused. He never knew he had so many nicknames!
He grabbed Zhao Shuyao and started to drag her out.
"Ah... what are you doing! I don't want to do that with you! Let me go! I'm calling the police!"
Zhao Shuyao cursed, unwilling to be dragged out by Qin Yusheng.
A few women passing by saw this and thought a stranger was trying to take the girl away, so they couldn't help but intervene.
"Sir, you can't take this girl. What's your relationship with her?"
"My wife." Qin Yusheng dropped the sentence and dragged Zhao Shuyao out.
Zhao Shuyao shouted, "I'm not his wife, he's lying, he's going to kidnap me, help..."
Several women blocked Qin Yusheng, "You can't take her, she says you're not her husband!"
"She's drunk."
"No! I'm not drunk!" Zhao Shuyao yelled, "Help!"
Upon hearing this, the women immediately pulled Zhao Shuyao back from Qin Yusheng, "Sir, if you keep this up, we'll call the police!"
Then, one of the women actually took out her phone to call the police.
One woman asked Zhao Shuyao, "What's your family's phone number?"
Zhao Shuyao mumbled a string of numbers.
The woman took out her own phone and called Zhao Shuyao.
After a few rings, Qin Yusheng's phone rang.
He took out his phone from his pocket with a cold, expressionless face.
The women smiled awkwardly and let go of Zhao Shuyao, "Sorry, it was all a misunderstanding..."
Qin Yusheng, his face expressionless, picked up Zhao Shuyao and walked towards the car.
"He's not my husband, quickly help me call my husband..."
The drunken Zhao Shuyao was thrown into the car.
Enduring the stench of vomit, Qin Yusheng returned to Tanyuan, took a bath, and changed into loungewear. When he came out of the bathroom, Zhao Shuyao was lying sprawled on the living room floor, fast asleep.
Because she was uncomfortable, she had unfastened all her undergarments and thrown them around the floor.
Feeling hot from the alcohol, she had lifted her skirt.
Seeing this eye-searing scene, the man's blood pressure soared.
Qin Yusheng indifferently picked up his phone and called the housekeeper.
The housekeeper, still half-asleep, was called downstairs. Upon seeing Zhao Shuyao, she muttered and helped her up, carrying her to the bathroom.
Perhaps it was the alcohol, but Zhao Shuyao slept very soundly.
After a lot of fuss, she was changed into dry pajamas.
Zhao Shuyao's closet only contained lace camisole pajamas. After wearing them for a short while, they were rolled up again.
After finishing these tasks, the housekeeper was exhausted and left them to their own devices.
Qin Yusheng finished his work and went to Zhao Shuyao's room. The room was dark, but he didn't turn on the lights and walked straight in.
The balcony door was open, and the cool early autumn breeze blew in, bringing a refreshing chill. The moonlight spilled in, casting a soft glow on the room, making it seem as if it were covered in a thin veil.
Qin Yusheng stood by the bed. The sleeping woman on the bed breathed rhythmically and evenly.
The faint moonlight fell on the woman's picturesque face. Her delicate little face seemed to be veiled in a light golden mist. Because she had drunk some water, her plump pink lips were still dotted with water droplets, crystal clear, making her rosy lips look like blooming roses.
Her skin was very fair. Even in the dim light, her skin was clearly visible, as delicate and smooth as porcelain.
Although Huo Yanxue's skin was also fair, it was maintained that way, not naturally translucent.
Zhao Shuyao's skin, however, was incredibly fair and translucent, like a piece of jade, or even more like the finest silk.
Even just looking at it, one could almost feel the delicate smoothness of her skin.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed twice.
His gaze followed the girl's prominent nose, slid over her flushed lips, her delicate, small jaw, her long, fair neck...
Zhao Shuyao turned over and curled into a ball, as if having a nightmare. Her brows were tightly furrowed, and she murmured, "No... I was wrong... it's all my fault..."
As she murmured, two crystal tears rolled down her eyes.
Qin Yusheng was stunned, as if a basin of ice-cold water had been dumped over him in a world of ice and snow.
The fire that had just ignited was instantly extinguished.
Because she had gotten blackout drunk the night before, Zhao Shuyao woke up the next morning with a terrible headache.
Sister Wu had made hangover soup and brought it up. Zhao Shuyao managed to drink half a bowl before remembering something, "Where is Qin Yusheng?"
Sister Wu said, "Master Qin has already gone to a meeting. Are you looking for him?"
"No, I'm not looking." Zhao Shuyao swallowed the hangover soup in her mouth. Only a fool would look for him.
But speaking of which, how did she get back last night...
After visiting her grandmother at the hospital, Zhao Shuyao stood at the hospital entrance and made a phone call.
Cui Jing Xuan, the most famous Chinese restaurant in Haicheng.
Qin Yusheng was entertaining clients there that day. They finished eating and left after one o'clock. The group walked out, chatting and laughing.
A young couple walked towards them.
Several men in the group involuntarily stopped talking and looked over.
The girl walking towards them was hot and sexy, dressed provocatively. Even in the early autumn weather of Haicheng, she wore very little, not holding back on revealing what could be revealed. Her legs were slender, fair, and long. Even from a distance, it was impossible to look away.