Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“I was drunk yesterday.”
“Yes, I know.” Li Chen recalled his racket and smiled slightly. “You drank quite a lot. Did you have to show your face when BG has to entertain their guests? Why did you drink so much?”
He had been in a bad mood lately and had been drinking a little more than usual. Usually, he would not drink so much. However, why was he in a bad mood?
Yun An was unwilling to think about it.
“I seemed to have seen someone else in your house yesterday?” Yun An was a little confused.
“You drank too much,” said Li Chen.
“No?”
“Yes.”
Yun An let out a breath of relief.
“Why is my neck so painful?” asked Yun An. “Did you hit me?”
“You were not standing steadily when you entered the door, and you fell.”
Yun An massaged his neck. He fell. How did he hurt his neck?
Li Chen said, “It’s twisted. Does it hurt a lot?”
“Not really.”
Li Chen did not even ask why he was drunk and why he entered the wrong door. The more that Li Chen did not ask, the more conflicted Yun An felt. The two of them chatted blandly for a few sentences. After all, the things that happened in the past were embarrassing, and Yun An gradually became unwilling to speak more.
He kept feeling like he forgot something.
Yet he could not remember.
After eating breakfast, Li Chen grabbed his car keys. “Let’s go, I’ll send you to work.”
“There’s no need. Plus, we don’t go the same way. I’ll just get a cab.”
“It’s not easy to get a cab at this timing. I will be going to the Jewelry Association today, so it will be on the same way.” Li Chen rose and walked outward. Yun An felt very uncomfortable, yet there was a secret feeling of delight in his heart, so he did not refuse any further.
Upon arrival at BG, Yun An video-called Shen Qianshu and recounted what happened yesterday.
Yun An massaged his neck and concluded. “I keep thinking that Li Chen hit me!”
“Huh?” Shen Qianshu’s mouth became ‘O’-shaped. Yun An was indignant. “The assistant said that there was a bruise at the back of my neck. Nothing happened before he sent me home, but there was a bruise when I woke up. Didn’t he hit me?”
Shen Qianshu felt that it was difficult for her to settle his personal matters. “Why would he hit you?”
“I don’t know. I was drunk.” His memory only consisted of him following his assistant up the car dazedly. He did not remember anything afterward. “My memory lapses when I become drunk. I don’t remember anything that happened yesterday.”
“That’s such a pity.” Shen Qianshu, who wanted to hear the gossip, felt that it was a pity. “Maybe you really fell.”
“No way.” Yun An touched his neck and thought about it. “You’re right, how could he have dared to hit me?”
Li Chen had never raised a finger against him and almost pampered him like a son.
Shen Qianshu could not control her laughter. The two of them did not discuss any official matters in the morning meeting, and it was spent in the midst of gossip. Upon hanging up the video call, Shen Qianshu heard Tong Hua’s gleeful cheers downstairs.
“Daddy’s home!”
Shen Qianshu’s eyes lightened up. She immediately got up and ran downstairs. Ye Ling had come back two nights later than she expected. He was also very cold and indifferent during this period of time, giving her the illusion that they were cursed by the seven-year itch. After thinking about it from another perspective, Ye Ling must be self-conscious. Without her, he would be unable to find a second love and would not stupidly have any seven-year itch with her. She calmed down again.
“Master…” Shen Qianshu rushed out.
Butler Luther smiled as he saw her pounce into Ye Ling’s embrace. He thought secretly, Miss Shen is so unreserved, without the image of a royal young lady.
When he had the time, he had to properly guide Miss Shen’s etiquette.
“Master, why have you slimmed down?” After Shen Qianshu pounced over, she saw that his face was pale and was a bit worried. She could not help but look towards Zhong Ran, and she felt that Master’s body was a bit hot.
