Gently bite the jasmine

Chapter 148 I Want to See You

Late night, bar.

Duan Yiheng sat in the VIP room on the third floor of Nightview and drank a bottle of whiskey by himself.

The manager was a little worried because he was drinking so fast and quickly invited Mu Zhao over.

When Mu Zhao saw Duan Yiheng, he was startled by his restrained expression and bloodshot eyes.

"Broken up with your boyfriend?" Mu Zhao asked casually before sitting down opposite him.

Duan Yiheng smashed the empty wine bottle at his feet.

The bottle didn't break, but it startled Mu Zhao. Could his jinx have come true?

The strong liquor burned down his throat, and Duan Yiheng drank one glass after another. Mu Zhao's eyelids twitched as he watched, and he waved to the manager, "Go out first."

"you--"

"If you want to drink, sit down; if you don't, get out."

Holy crap? Mu Zhao clutched his startled heart. Was he really heartbroken?

"Come on, brother, let's drink together." Mu Zhao poured himself a cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Duan Yiheng fell silent, panting heavily. Soon, a patch of light appeared before his eyes; it was the double image of the indoor chandelier.

He lay on the sofa, and naturally, he remembered the day Lin Xi got drunk here.

After that, every little detail of his time with Lin Xi echoed in his mind like the rising tide.

The more you drink, the clearer your memory becomes.

Duan Yiheng refused to believe it and tilted his head back to gulp down three cups.

The liquor went down his throat and into his stomach, feeling like a fire burning his body.

"Yi Heng, you can't drink anymore." Mu Zhao couldn't stand it anymore and snatched his wine glass. "You're not the kind of person who drowns your sorrows in alcohol. What happened? Tell me."

Duan Yiheng suddenly laughed.

What's there for him to say to Mu Zhao? The whole process of planning his reinstatement is a joke.

Sure enough, ginger is still spicy.

He still wasn't patient enough.

Duan Yiheng gripped the wine glass and slammed it against the wall.

The wine glass shattered, startling the manager outside who pushed open the door to check the situation.

Mu Zhao quickly waved his hand, signaling him not to worry about it.

It seems we're going to drink until we drop tonight. Mu Zhao is going to risk his life to keep him company. An hour later, Duan Yiheng's driver comes looking for someone.

Duan Yiheng sat there without saying a word, and Mu Zhao gestured for him to speak.

"General Manager Duan will be meeting with Director Xu, the new head of the sales department, tomorrow."

Mu Zhao: "...When? Why didn't you say so sooner?"

"It's a lunch party tomorrow." The driver was also in a dilemma. "I reminded him, but Mr. Duan wouldn't listen and insisted on coming over for drinks. I didn't dare to stop him."

Mu Zhao looked at Duan Yiheng and snatched his wine glass away again: "Yiheng, you really can't drink anymore. You have important business to attend to tomorrow."

Duan Yiheng frowned: "Get out of the way."

“Duan Yiheng, you’re not the kind of person who can’t separate public and private matters.” Mu Zhao went to help him up. “You can’t let this interfere with important business.”

Duan Yiheng is 188 cm tall, and he is difficult to move when he is drunk.

Mu Zhao tried to delay several times without success, so he simply said to the driver, "How about we just leave him here? Or can the two of us carry him down?"

The driver hesitated, then suggested, "How about we call Miss Lin?"

Mu Zhao clapped his hands: "How stupid of me! How come I didn't think of that? The one who tied the knot must untie it. Let's fight, let's fight now."

The driver naturally had Lin Xi's phone number, and in order not to delay tomorrow's business, he called Lin Xi.

Lin Xi had just finished showering and hadn't even reached the bedroom when her phone rang.

Fearing it might be Duan Mingxuan, she strolled over and glanced at him, only to find it was Duan Yiheng's driver, and immediately answered the call.

It's so late, could something have happened to Duan Yiheng?

"Miss, Mr. Duan is drunk."

Lin Xi was taken aback: "He has to see Director Xu tomorrow, how can we let him go drinking?"

"I tried to persuade him, but it was no use. I couldn't stop him," the driver said. "He's still at the bar, and I can't get him away."

Lin Xi said, "Give him the phone."

The driver quickly held the phone to Duan Yiheng's ear.

"Duan Yiheng."

When Lin Xi called his name, it had a gentle feeling, like a flower falling on water, creating ripples. Duan Yiheng raised his eyes and subconsciously replied, "Mm."

With just one word, Lin Xi knew he was drunk.

"Stop drinking. You have important business to attend to tomorrow. Have the driver take you home. I'll call Sister Mei and ask her to make you some hangover soup."

Duan Yiheng tugged at his tie: "Sister Mei is asleep, you cook."

"I'm not home," Lin Xi coaxed. "Why don't you go home first?"

"No, I need to see you." Duan Yiheng refused decisively, "Sister Mei is old, don't disturb her sleep."

Lin Xi: "...Wait a minute, I'm coming to find you now."

Duan Yiheng smiled and responded.

Seeing his radiant face, Mu Zhao was speechless: "You're drunk, yet you still treat people differently?"

Duan Yiheng's mind was foggy, and he couldn't reply to him at all.

Mu Zhao pulled the driver to the door and gossiped, "What's going on between your CEO Duan and your young lady?"

The driver, who followed Duan Yiheng around all day, had long noticed the sparks between them.

But as Duan Yiheng's driver, being quiet and quick-witted is a basic requirement.

He pretended not to know and kept shaking his head when Mu Zhao asked him.

Unable to get any information, Mu Zhao patted the driver's shoulder in a perfunctory manner: "You're quite competent."

The driver smiled and went to stand guard outside the door.

Fifteen minutes later, Lin Xi arrived at Nightscape in the apartment's car.

Upon reaching the top of the stairs, she was immediately assaulted by the strong smell of alcohol in the private room.

Upon seeing Duan Yiheng, Lin Xi almost couldn't hold back her tears. She quickly looked at Mu Zhao and said, "Brother Mu Zhao, could you please help me help him downstairs?"

Mu Zhao pointed at Duan Yiheng: "You should ask him first if he's leaving or if he won't let anyone touch him."

Lin Xi walked to Duan Yiheng's side, raised her hand to steady his shoulder, and whispered his name: "Duan Yiheng?"

Duan Yiheng was taken aback, and amidst the many blurry images, he grabbed Lin Xi and hugged her tightly.

He smelled the familiar fragrance of flowers.

Lin Xi seemed to be frozen in place; after a long while, she raised her hand to steady his head.

Seeing tears welling up in Lin Xi's eyes, Mu Zhao asked in a low voice, "What happened to you two?"

Lin Xi shook her head: "Let him tell you himself, I'll take him back first."

Mu Zhao: "If you can't handle him, I'll go with you."

“Alright,” Lin Xi said. “I came by the apartment’s car, so I’ll have to trouble Brother Mu Zhao to go back with him. If anyone asks, don’t say you’ve seen me before.”

Mu Zhao paused for a moment and said, "Let's go directly to your place so no one will ask. I'll go with you too. If you're worried about your family, I'll call Sister Mei later and tell her that Yi Heng is with me."

Duan Yiheng held Lin Xi tightly, refusing to let go. Lin Xi, unsure of what to do, said, "Let's go down first and talk about it later."

Duan Yiheng did not let go, and Lin Xi, like a conjoined twin, got into the back seat with Mu Zhao's help.

Mu Zhao wisely took the passenger seat.

The driver followed Lin Xi's car all the way to Tiandu Yuxi. Lin Xi said to him, "I'm sorry to trouble you to stay in a hotel tonight. If anyone asks, just say that you are with Young Master Mu. Go back early tomorrow morning and bring him a formal suit and shoes. Have Sister Mei put together a good outfit for him."

The driver replied, "Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work tonight."

Lin Xi and Mu Zhao helped Duan Yiheng upstairs. After entering the bedroom, she called the housekeeper to ask for some hangover soup.

Mu Zhao shook his arm and said, "It's too late today, and it's not convenient for me to stay here. I'll talk to Yi Heng when he's free. I'll be going now."

Lin Xi escorted him to the elevator, and just then, the hangover soup was delivered.

Lin Xi turned to go to the bedroom and saw Duan Yiheng staring straight at her, almost spilling the hangover soup in her hand.