"Selene came all the way from abroad just to celebrate my birthday," Wen Jiaran said with a smile, pointing to a blond-haired, blue-eyed woman who was talking to You Yi not far away.
Li Qingshen caught sight of Selene and his expression instantly froze for a moment.
Ling Momo first glanced at the woman, who had an alluring figure and an even more attractive face, with fair skin, pronounced features, and emerald eyes as bright as jewels, almost like the princesses in the fairy tales she had listened to as a child.
Turning her head back to Li Qingshen, Ling Momo noticed something strange about his expression, and her heart skipped a beat. The first thought that crossed her mind was whether Li Qingshen had always secretly loved this foreign beauty.
Li Qingshen quickly came back to his senses, turned his head, and whispered to Ling Momo, "Wait here for me for a second; I’ll be right back."
Ling Momo nodded and saw Li Qingshen hurry toward the golden-haired, blue-eyed foreign girl.
Li Qingshen hadn’t fully reached the girl named Selene when she already noticed him and immediately threw herself at him. Her face was filled with joy as she embraced him tightly, even standing on tiptoes to plant a kiss on his face.
Li Qingshen smiled faintly and discreetly pushed the girl away, greeting her in English.
After struggling out of Li Qingshen’s arms, Selene still clung to his arm, chattering away at him nonstop, while his face always held a thin layer of a smile, occasionally responding to her.
Ling Momo sat in a corner, watching the scene unfold, finding it particularly pleasing to the eye, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, a perfect match. Suddenly, there was a heavy feeling in her heart, and she turned her head away, staring blankly into space until You Yi sat down in front of her, tapping on her table and asking, "What are you thinking about?"
Ling Momo came back to her senses and smiled, "Mr. You."
You Yi nodded, sat down, and seeing the two glasses on the table, frowned and asked, "Did Qingshen drink again?"
Ling Momo furrowed her brow, wondering why everyone was saying the same thing tonight, and replied, "Yes, a little bit."
"You’re really playing with your life!" You Yi couldn’t help but blurt out, prompting Ling Momo to ask with confusion, "Playing with what life?"
You Yi realized he’d inadvertently spoken out of turn, paused slightly, thinking of changing the subject, but as he lifted his head, he caught Ling Momo’s gaze drifting toward Li Qingshen and Selene. Staring at Ling Momo for a bit, he seemed to sense something and suddenly said, "Momo, next time there’s a social event , don’t let Qingshen drink." Google seaʀᴄh N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
"Huh?" Ling Momo was surprised, "Why? Can’t he drink?"
But that didn’t make sense, Li Qingshen was supposed to have a high tolerance for alcohol!
"He’s allergic to alcohol. A small amount is fine, but once it’s a bit more, he gets a high fever that won’t go away. The doctor said it could be life-threatening. Last time, at the celebration I held for you, he drank and ended up in the hospital with a fever for many days," You Yi said with a smile, carelessly revealing these secrets that Ling Momo didn’t know.