night fire

Chapter 14 Destruction and Drunk

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Zhao Qiyan didn't find Wu Yong, but saw several acquaintances in the store—he avoided them one by one.

He went upstairs with a tray of wine, and he met mostly drunks along the way, and no one stopped him, but one or two drunks on the stairs touched his calf and were kicked by him.

He opened the door of a lounge, but he didn't see Wu Yong, but he saw a somewhat familiar person——Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue was wearing a coat that didn't fit very well, and she was holding a woman wrapped in a blanket in her arms. The woman seemed to be asleep, and moved in Zhang Yue's arms, revealing a face similar to Zhang Yue's. .

Zhang Yue raised her head when she heard the movement, and seeing him, she smiled and said, "It's you, Xiao Zhao."

As he spoke, he gently brushed the hair from the face of the woman in his arms, and asked, "This is my sister. Look, isn't she beautiful?"

"Why are you here?" Zhao Qiyan closed the door.

Zhang Yue was a girl who worked with him in a bar. It was said that she had dropped out of school, but no one knew the reason for the drop out.

She has always been taciturn, and only does some work such as cleaning tables and sweeping the floor. Zhao Qiyan did not expect to meet her here.

Zhang Yue lowered her head and kissed her sister's cheek lightly, and said, "I'll take her away."

Zhao Qiyan sensed something was wrong with her, knelt down and touched her forehead, and said, "You have a fever."

Zhang Yue closed her eyes, "I'm sick."

As she spoke, she hugged the person in her arms tighter, as if she was afraid of being snatched away by someone, and said, "Sister is too, but she's getting better soon."

"I'll take you to the hospital."

Zhao Qiyan took a bath towel from the bathroom and covered her with it.

"Need not."

Zhang Yue raised her face and said, "Just pretend...that you didn't see us."

"I can't pretend I didn't see it." Zhao Qiyan squatted down and looked at her.

Zhang Yue sighed, but did not look too disappointed.

"Knew it……"

Zhao Qiyan helped her up, carried her sister on her back, and said, "I can help you contact the clinic I know, instead of going to the hospital."

Zhang Yue smiled sincerely: "Thank you."

Zhao Qiyan didn't say a word, went out the back door of the villa, contacted the clinic, and waited for the car with Zhang Yue on the side of the road.

"What would you do if I left just now?" He lowered his head and looked at his watch.

Zhang Yue just stared blankly at the moon above her head, and her sister leaned on her shoulder, not knowing whether she was unconscious or awake.In the night, two similar white faces exude a soft radiance.

"How beautiful the moon is."

She said, tears streaming from the corners of her eyes.

In the end, Lu Xiujin couldn't get out as he thought.This man walked too fast, stepped on a puddle of wine spilled by someone who didn't know who spilled it on the steps, slipped and fell down the stairs, the pain made him unconscious.

It wasn't a serious injury, but the ankle and wrist were all black, and it swelled up in a short while.

When the family doctor gave him the medicine, he groaned in pain.

Later, he couldn't take it anymore, so he asked the servant to secretly give him half a bottle of wine, trying to drink it to relieve the pain.

Alcohol paralyzed his consciousness, but failed to paralyze Young Master Lu's sensitive pain nerves.

With the pain and alcohol, he became more and more dizzy.

It was so blurry that I saw a phantom.

Zhao Qiyan, why is Zhao Qiyan Zhao Qiyan again? He lay on the sofa and gritted his teeth, wishing he could go to Zhao Qiyan's shop and grab someone here right now.

The phantom turned out to be even closer, Zhao Qiyan still didn't give him a good face as always, and was about to leave after glancing at him, Lu Xiujin felt aggrieved--forget it if the real person doesn't want to see him, how can a phantom imagined by himself Do this to him.

He was so upset that he got too impulsive and roared angrily, "Zhao Qiyan—"

The phantom really didn't move, and slowly leaned towards him.

Zhao Qiyan didn't expect to meet Lu Xiujin again - he didn't know where this place was at all.

He had a simple idea - anyway, it was the lair of some extravagant and wicked rich second generation.

Unexpectedly, he was really an arrogant and extravagant rich second-generation boss.

Lu Xiujin was lying on the sofa with a not sober look, and he didn't know what he was thinking, his facial expression changed rapidly, Zhao Qiyan wanted to leave directly, but who knew that Lu Xiujin suddenly became angry and yelled at his dantian, stopping him.

Is this sober?

Zhao Qiyan moved out slowly.

Unexpectedly, Lu Xiujin called out again.

"Zhao Qiyan! Come here!"

Zhao Qiyan stopped, but stood there without moving—does he have to go if Lu Xiujin told him to go?

He hasn't found Uncle Wu yet.

Lu Xiujin saw that he couldn't come over, so he got up by himself, trying to get up and look for him, but when he turned over, he didn't pay attention, and bumped into an ankle that was swollen like a steamed bun, and rolled to the floor screaming.

Zhao Qiyan still stood still.

"Why didn't you help me?" Lu Xiujin complained.

Zhao Qiyan asked back, "Why should I help you?"

"I like you."

Lu Xiujin was probably really drunk, and he took it for granted.

Zhao Qiyan felt that Lu Xiujin probably had never been beaten before, so he made the confession a gift.

He approached, knelt down and looked at Lu Xiujin, and asked softly, "What? If you like me, do I have to like you?"

Lu Xiujin stared blankly at Zhao Qiyan who was close at hand, and suddenly smiled childishly.

"No," he narrowed his eyes, "you don't have to like me right away..."

"But you don't have to be so afraid of me."

"I'm not going to... ruin your life."

Ten minutes later, Lu Xiujin, who was moved to the sofa and covered with a blanket, yelled at Zhao Qiyan who poured water for him: "Why aren't you wearing a swimsuit?

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"Do you know this is a swimsuit party!"

"Why aren't you wearing a bikini!"

"Do you know that you are not allowed to enter this room if the cloth on your body is more than [-] square centimeters?!"

Zhao Qiyan couldn't take it anymore, turned around and splashed water on his face: "Shut up."

Water flowed down Lu Xiujin's hair to his neck, he blinked from the cold, his eye circles were red, he looked like he was about to cry.

He pursed his mouth, and actually cried: "Damn Zhao Qiyan, why are you so hot woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Zhao Qiyan: "???"

The author has something to say:

Little Lu!don't cry!I'll wipe your tears with Xiao Zhao's skirt!