**
Qi Zeyan drank too much and didn’t control his strength, injuring his hand. The staff brought over a dical box.
"I’ll head out first. Call anyti if you need anything." The staff put down the dical box and considerately left.
Ruan ngxi opened the box, took out so alcohol-soaked cotton, and treated Qi Zeyan’s finger joints. The injury wasn’t serious.
Qi Zeyan felt a bit dazed, his head slightly dizzy, as he fixed his gaze on Ruan ngxi, feeling as if he were dreaming. Otherwise, why would she suddenly appear?
It was only when the alcohol stung the wound that he inhaled sharply, regaining his senses.
"You still feel pain?" Ruan ngxi smiled at him, lowered her head, and blew gently on his wound. "Does this feel better?"
Seeing him silent, Ruan ngxi raised her eyes to look at him, noting his stunned expression and slightly furrowed brow. "What’s wrong with you? Are you okay?"
"Am I dreaming because I drank too much?"
Ruan ngxi chuckled softly, fully aware that Qi Zeyan had fought to stand up for her. She had considered whether Qi Zeyan would mind seeing old photos but never expected he would fight for her.
"Was I pretty fat back then? Quite unattractive."
"It’s quite normal for people to gossip a bit. I’m used to it, and you didn’t need to get physical. If soone captured it or uploaded it online, it would surely cause a stir."
"It’s really unnecessary; I don’t mind."
...
Ruan ngxi spoke for a while but got no response, so she looked up at him. "You’re not really drunk, thinking you’re... mm—"
Before she finished speaking, he suddenly ca close and pecked her lips.
His lips ca over, scorching hot.
After the kiss, he didn’t pull back, his nose nuzzling her. Having just scolded those guys and having drunk, his nose was hot, and his breath seed to carry flas, burning slowly.
His nose rubbed against hers, as if the heat was attempting to seep into her skin.
"You don’t care, but I do..."
His voice hoarse, "I fear you won’t be happy, worry that what you hear might upset you. I don’t care about those people; I just care about you."
His throat burned hoarsely from the alcohol, making Ruan ngxi’s heart quiver, her head dizzy.
Her gaze lowered, "Is it okay if I get up to 200 pounds?"
"No problem, as long as I like it."
"Xixi, I want to be rightfully by your side..."
"Give a chance, hmm?"
His voice seed to have a seductive hook, tugging at her heartstring, making her head spin and heart pound.
Their lips hadn’t parted yet, all his breath fell onto her face, nose gently brushing, intimately entangled.
She was just about to speak when Qi Zeyan feared she might say sothing to reject him. He blocked her mouth before she could speak.
Ruan ngxi’s head was dizzy, truly believing now that n indeed show talent in certain areas.
She hesitated, reached out, and grabbed tightly at the fabric on his side, then...
Actively reached out and embraced his waist.
A person like Qi Zeyan is radiant with just a bit of sunshine.
Feeling her initiative and fueled by the alcohol, he beca excited without caring about his hand injury, directly pressing her onto the side of the desk, even as soone seed to spark thunder and lightning, making the air instantly more heated...
"Qi Zeyan, you’re still..."
Unexpectedly, Jiang Chengsi pushed the door open.
Three people, three pairs of eyes, stared at each other in shock.
Jiang Chengsi coughed, "Uh... carry on, there’s a bed in my office and a bathroom. Lock the door when you leave."
Jiang Chengsi left, feeling secretly annoyed!
What on earth?
Playing office gas in his office? It’s his office; should he get it thoroughly disinfected tomorrow?
After Jiang Chengsi left, Ruan ngxi was quite frightened. After all, he was her boss, but Qi Zeyan didn’t intend to let her go. "Shall we continue?"
Ruan ngxi took a deep breath, "You truly have no sha, huh? This is Fourth Master’s office."
"Then next ti, go to my office?"
"..."
Qi Zeyan’s deep emotion doesn’t last longer than three minutes before reverting back, making Ruan ngxi take a deep breath. What to do?
She wanted to kick him.
**
Qi Zeyan had drunk too much and couldn’t drive. Ruan ngxi wanted to take him ho, but this would an eting his parents, which seed inappropriate in this situation. Qi Zeyan also didn’t want to go ho; Ruan ngxi’s earlier actions had already clearly implied that she agreed to be with him.
He had to seize the mont and have a good chat with Ruan Daqiang.
Ruan ngxi couldn’t communicate with a drunkard; Qi Zeyan directly stated, "If you don’t agree with , I’ll shout in the street, proclaiming my love for you."
"You’re really not afraid of being photographed?"
"Is it a cri to like you? What am I afraid of?"
But Ruan ngxi cared about appearances and had no choice but to take him ho.
On the way ho, Ruan ngxi brought up the photo issue again.
"I was really fat before; aren’t you surprised?"
"What’s there to be surprised about? I’ve seen it long ago."
"..." Ruan ngxi’s pupils shook slightly; Tang Wan definitely wouldn’t have told Qi Zeyan about this, neither would it be her parents, so it only leaves...
"Did Ding Dabao show you?"
"Yeah, saw a lot. You were pretty cute when plump."
"..."
Ding Dabao, you really are...
At this mont, Ruan ngxi only regretted stopping her dad from beating him to death today. Why didn’t she just let her dad get rid of this brat thoroughly?
He really does bend elbows outward, saying anything, even daring to show Qi Zeyan her old photos?
"What else did he show you?"
"Not much, just so photos and stories of you being the big kid who bullied him back then. Didn’t expect you liked bullying your younger brother as a kid."
Ruan ngxi gripped the steering wheel, feeling a headache.
"Xixi, I’m not a shallow man. You know, external appearances fade away with ti; what’s most crucial is an interesting soul. We can experience a spiritual collision..." Qi Zeyan was talkative after drinking.
Ruan ngxi had no clue about his mumbling; right now, she only wanted to split her cousin in half.
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