Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

  Qin Zhi’ai had seen Gu Yusheng unexpectedly three times in a row in the span of a single day.

  The first time, they had been on the road near the airport, and he had wound up his car window as soon as he saw her.

  The second time, during the lunch function, she had accidentally spilled some wine on his sleeve, and he withdrew from his seat and left the gathering. The first two coincidences were sufficient to prove the high level of repugnance he had for her whenever she appeared in front of him.

  Moreover, he didn’t seem to have any patience with her.

  Thinking of this, Qin Zhi’ai instinctively wanted to crawl back to her car and leave immediately.

  At this time, Zhou Jing, who had requested the ride, walked out of the villa. She waved her arm frantically as soon as she saw Qin Zhi’ai, who was standing by the car, and yelled boisterously, “Xiaokou, I’m here!”


  Gu Yusheng, who was answering the phone, frowned and tilted his head slightly, casting a glance at the area where Qin Zhi’ai was standing.

  Even from a far distance, Qin Zhi’ai could still clearly sense him somber as soon as he caught a glimpse of her.

  Qin Zhi’ai felt her heart sink to the point that she forgot to reply to Zhou Jing.

  Seeing no acknowledgment from Qin Zhi’ai, Zhou Jing was so impatient that she walked unstably out of the villa.

  Zhou Jing had had so many drinks that she could hardly stabilize herself. Halfway down the road, she stumbled and fell straight to the ground.

  Yes, Qin Zhi’ai was afraid of Gu Yusheng, but even so, she didn’t hesitate to run to the courtyard where Zhou Jing had fallen.

  Luckily, Zhou Jing hadn’t sustained any serious injuries since she fell onto a grassy patch. Qin Zhi’ai had a hard time making sure Zhou Jing was standing. She didn’t dare to look at Gu Yusheng, who was a couple feet away from her. All she could do was to dust the soil off of Zhou Jing, trying to get her to leave the villa.

  Although Zhou Jing was drunk, she was still quite awake, “Wait… my bag… bag…” She pointed at the villa behind her.

  Upon hearing this, Qin Zhi’ai turned around and walked back to the villa while clutching onto Zhou Jing.

  The main door was wide open with an extended hall that was decorated like a ballroom. There were all sorts of people inside, and everyone was dancing.

  “Where did you leave your bag?”


  Zhou Jing pointed to the stairs when Qin Zhi’ai asked her.

  Qin Zhi’ai used all her effort to move Zhou Jing up the stairs. Just when they reached the top of the stairs, Zhou Jin shoved Qin Zhi’ai aside, and rushed for the bathroom.

  Qin Zhi’ai followed quickly behind her. As she caught up with her, Zhou Jing was hugging the toilet seat, puking her guts out.

  Qin Zhi’ai patted her back to make her feel comfortable. After her stomach had settled, Qin Zhi’ai went back to the hall and got her a bottle of ice-cold mineral water.

  She went to the washroom, but by then, Zhou Jing wasn’t there anymore.

  Qin Zhi’ai frowned and could only return to the hall again.

  The hall was crowded, so it took her some time to spot Zhou Jing.

  Whenever Zhou Jing was drunk, she liked to act crazy. Qin Zhi’ai tried to stop her by pulling her by the arms, but instead, Zhou Jing took her arms and started swaying back and forth, “Xiaokou, dance with me, dance with me!”


  Zhou Jing held up her arms and started swaying.