Ye Luo saw Qin Yuru in such a state, his expression sowhat reluctant, walked over, and tightly embraced her.
"It’s okay, I know you have a lot of pain in your heart, but everything will slowly get better. Even if you’ve lost your relatives, you still have , your friend, by your side. Whatever you need, I will help you."
Qin Yuru slowly lifted her eyes, her gaze hazy as she looked at Ye Luo: "You... you’re really nice."
"If you consider as your friend, then accompany to drink... drink until we’re both drunk and don’t want to return."
"Alright, tonight I’ll accompany you and we’ll drink rrily, wash away all these painful matters, and everything will return to normal by tomorrow." As Ye Luo spoke, he directly picked up the wine glass, filled both glasses with red wine, and started to drink with Qin Yuru.
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
"To us!"
They kept drinking like this, swiftly finishing six or seven bottles of high-grade red wine. Even Ye Luo started to feel woozy, his consciousness not very clear anymore.
"Co on, take the wine and keep drinking." Qin Yuru, holding her wine glass, continued to drink.
In the end, the two of them emptied an entire liquor cabinet, the room littered with empty wine bottles. Even Ye Luo was drunk, his mind muddled, completely unaware of what was happening.
Qin Yuru’s face was flushed, and her gaze unfocused as she suddenly embraced Ye Luo...
In the Grand Capital City Hotel, Ling Qingya was lying on the bed in a white, semi-transparent nightgown, occasionally checking the ti, waiting for Ye Luo to return. Yet, several hours passed and there was no sign of him, prompting her to call him again, only to reach no one.
"What the hell is this guy up to now? He’d better not be in trouble," Ling Qingya couldn’t help but wonder aloud.
"No, with his strength, he shouldn’t be in any trouble." Ling Qingya shook her head, dismissing the thought.
"You damned guy, you just wait." Ling Qingya swore under her breath, then lay on the bed and pulled the blanket over herself.
anwhile, Qin Tianchen and his son, along with the three Black Fiends, appeared sowhere in Capital City, looking quite disheveled.
"Damn it, we were so close, yet we failed. I can’t accept this." Qin Tianchen was clenching his fist, full of unwillingness.
"Dad, now that the Qin Family is only supported by a woman like Qin Yuru, if we plan carefully, we can definitely take back everything belonging to the Qin Family," Qin Yun said, his eyes gleaming with a dark, cold light.
"Qin Yun is right. And as soon as I break through to the next level and beco a powerhouse of the Saint Realm, what’s the Qin Family compared to that?" Black Fiend said with a cold expression.
Qin Tianchen looked at the Black Fiend and said, "I must thank Brother Black Fiend for your help this ti."
"There’s no need for thanks; we were rely taking what we needed from each other," Black Fiend responded indifferently.
Ti passed, the moon waned and the tide ebbed, as a new day quickly arrived.
Warm sunlight stread through the windows of the room at the Qin Family Manor, where, on a bed strewn with disheveled clothing, lay two bare figures: Ye Luo and Qin Yuru. Next to them, bottles of wine covered the table and the floor, at least twenty in total.
After an unknown length of ti, Qin Yuru’s eyes slowly opened under the sunlight. She rubbed her eyes and felt her head was heavy, clearly a result of last night’s excessive drinking.
However, when Qin Yuru’s gaze shifted to the side, her complexion changed, her pupils dilated, and a look of astonishnt appeared on her face; Ye Luo was lying next to her.
Qin Yuru pulled back the blanket to look and her face completely changed. She frowned deeply, trying to recall everything from last night.
Qin Yuru’s eyes then turned to Ye Luo, and as she watched his sleeping face, a strange expression flickered in her eyes, and she tenderly caressed his face.
At that mont, Ye Luo’s eyelids moved. Qin Yuru quickly withdrew her hand and lay back down, closing her eyes tightly.
Ye Luo’s eyes opened as well, feeling his head swell painfully. He couldn’t help but smile wryly, having drunk way too much the previous night. Turning his head, he saw a beautiful figure lying beside him.
But what shocked Ye Luo was not that the figure was Ling Qingya’s, it was Qin Yuru! It was actually Qin Yuru!
Imdiately, Ye Luo sat up, his mind racing to recall what had happened the night before. But he had really drunk too much, it was all a blank now, and he couldn’t rember what had happened at all.
"Don’t think too much about it!" Just as Ye Luo was pondering how to handle the situation, Qin Yuru’s voice suddenly rang out. Her eyes opened, and she sat up, holding the blanket to her chest.
"Qin..." Ye Luo looked at Qin Yuru, his expression changing, unsure of how to begin.
Qin Yuru spoke calmly, her face showing no changes in expression, as if nothing was wrong.
Seeing Qin Yuru like this made Ye Luo feel sowhat uncomfortable. He started, "Yu Ru, I..."
"That’s enough, don’t say anything more. Go back. From now on, call Miss Qin, to avoid misunderstandings," Qin Yuru said with a firm and cold tone.
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