On the way to Ming Xuan, Leng Yichen was resting his eyes; he looked somewhat exhausted after a sleepless night.
"Old Kang has some special preferences in that regard. Go find a few girls who can accept that and offer a higher price." In the quiet car, Leng Yichen’s voice sounded softly.
"Okay." Wang Hai, who was driving, responded.
At Ming Xuan, by the time Leng Yichen arrived, Mr. Kang was already waiting in a private room.
"Mr. Leng, you’re a bit late!" Mr. Kang stood up with a smile, showing no displeasure.
"Sorry about that, Old Kang. There are many things going on at the company."
After Leng Yichen sat down, Mr. Kang followed suit, "No problem, you’re a busy man! By the way, I haven’t congratulated you yet, happy marriage! Such a big event as getting married, and you didn’t give us a heads up, that’s not fair!"
"Everyone’s busy; once things calm down, I’ll formally invite everyone." Leng Yichen smiled appropriately, speaking with ease.
Knock, knock, knock!
Three knocks sounded, and then the door of the private room was opened. Three girls, dressed and behaving quite fashionably, walked in and sat beside Mr. Kang on either side.
"This is..." Mr. Kang was taken aback and looked at Leng Yichen.
Leng Yichen gestured with his hand, "Gifts."
Mr. Kang looked at the high-quality girls; in the past, he might have been delighted and gladly accepted them, but today he seemed somewhat disinterested, even with their enthusiasm.
"What’s wrong? Not interested?" Leng Yichen asked.
Mr. Kang squinted, his thoughts drifting afar, and touched the scar on his face.
"Some time ago, I met Bai Hongguang’s eldest daughter at the Bai Family’s president’s house..."
Bai Yiran was curled up on the sofa in the living room on the first floor, watching TV. She glanced at the clock; it was almost two in the morning, but Leng Yichen still hadn’t come back, and he wasn’t answering his phone.
Yawning, Bai Yiran rubbed her drying eyes. She was actually quite sleepy, but stubbornly wanted to wait for Leng Yichen to return.
Regarding the issues of the Bai Family, she still wanted to make another effort...
Outside, there came the sound of a car parking and a door opening; it must be Leng Yichen coming back!
Almost dozing off, Bai Yiran suddenly woke up and stood up from the sofa, looking toward the door.
The door opened, and sure enough, it was Leng Yichen returning, but he was being helped in by Wang Hai.
"What happened?" Bai Yiran hurriedly approached but smelled a strong scent of alcohol.
"The boss drank a bit too much today..." Wang Hai nervously looked at Bai Yiran.
"Quick! Help him upstairs!"
Bai Yiran reached out to support Leng Yichen from the other side, but he pushed her away with such force that she almost fell.
"You... don’t... come near me!" Leng Yichen’s voice was icy and dangerous, as if it came from a ghostly realm.
Bai Yiran steadied herself, staring blankly at Leng Yichen.
Wang Hai glanced at Bai Yiran, supporting Leng Yichen as he headed upstairs. Bai Yiran didn’t think much of it, presuming Leng Yichen was just being drunk and disorderly; worried he might be uncomfortable, she followed them up to the second floor.
Wang Hai laid Leng Yichen down on the bed in the bedroom and then asked Bai Yiran, "Madam, do you need me to stay and help?"
Bai Yiran shook her head, "No need. It’s already very late; you should go back and rest early."
"Alright."
Wang Hai was about to leave, but Bai Yiran called after him, "Why did he drink so much today?"