The call connected, and she only reported Qin Huaixin’s name and the restaurant’s address before saying, "If you don’t hurry, Lu Xiao is going to take her away."
After hanging up, she stayed in the cool wind for a long time before she finally stepped up the stairs.
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That night, Leng Yixing went to No.9 Mansion again to cadge some drinks.
This time, neither Lu Jinyang nor Gu Chen were with him, just Li Yan sitting silently in the private room, watching the time and observing him.
After who knows how many bottles, Leng Yixing began to annoy Li Yan, who wasn’t paying him any attention.
"Dean Li, really, you’re leaving your wife at home to come watch an old guy like me drown his sorrows in booze? Aren’t you short-changing yourself?"
Leng Yixing’s tone was laced with hints of drunkenness – whether he was truly drunk or not, only he knew.
Li Yan gave him a cold glance and decided not to engage.
If it weren’t because he insisted on sulking alone with liquor, if it weren’t because someone was afraid he’d drink himself into a stupor, why else would I still be here at this hour?
"Hey, Dean Li, your silence means you’re holding a grudge. Don’t worry, burp~ I’ll return to the forces tomorrow, from tomorrow night you can cuddle your wife in bed every day."
"Dean Li, say something, come on, let’s discuss the techniques of cuddling a wife..."
Unable to bear it any longer, Li Yan got up intending to punch him, but facing such a drunk, he couldn’t bring himself to do it. If he hurt the man, he’d have trouble explaining to Commander Lu later.
So, he had no choice but to suppress his anger again and reluctantly sat back down in his original spot.
Seeing this, Leng Yixing felt bored and continued to chug from the bottle.
The phone on the table rang; it was Leng Yixing’s call. He picked it up without even checking the caller ID.
Two sentences came from the other end of the phone; it was unclear whether he heard clearly what was being said, but he grabbed the car keys from the table and left, startling Li Yan to the point of nearly losing his soul.
"Get your ass back here!" Li Yan shouted as he chased after him, but Leng Yixing continued walking as if he hadn’t heard a thing.
"F**k! You’re trying to get me killed, kid." With that, he started running.
However, Li Yan who rarely exercised was no match for Leng Yixing, with his military background. After chasing for a while, Li Yan realized he could no longer see Leng Yixing’s figure.
He cursed under his breath and called Lu Jinyang, gasping for air.
"Commander Lu, your brother ran off."
"Ran off?" Lu Jinyang had just finished showering, his hair still wet and dripping, and he was somewhat disconcerted when he heard Li Yan’s words, "What happened?"
Li Yan roughly explained the situation, and Lu Jinyang immediately calmed down, saying, "You head back first. He’ll come looking for you tomorrow."
"Huh? Just let him be?"
Lu Jinyang said indifferently, "If you could manage him, you wouldn’t need to call me."
After hanging up, Lu Jinyang thought for a moment and still went to his closet to change clothes.
The moment he opened the bedroom door, the living room door was also opened.
Zhuang Shuqing saw Lu Jinyang buttoning up his shirt with wet hair and expressed her mild surprise, "Why go out without drying your hair?"
"Is the reunion over?"
"Yeah." Zhuang Shuqing looked somewhat listless as she sat down on the couch, hugging a pillow to her chest, and mumbled, "It was a dog food throwing party. I wouldn’t have gone had I known."
Lu Jinyang watched her with amusement and was in no rush to leave anymore.
"If you want to throw dog food, I’ll satisfy you tomorrow."
Zhuang Shuqing: "..."