novelraw Chapter 981 981: Drowning Sorrows in Alcohol
Chapter 981 981: Drowning Sorrows in Alcohol
Nangong Qingcheng was alone, immersed in intense self-blame and self-pity, and before she knew it, she had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.
As she drank more, she felt more aggrieved, unable to express the sorrow in her heart, feeling stifled and uncomfortable.
Jiang Feng now, isn't he just adored by the girls at home?
I fear he has many confidantes outside as well, that beautiful officer Situ Yan being an example...
Nangong Qingcheng isn't easily jealous, but when it has been bottled up for a long time, once it erupts, it can't be suppressed.
She also despises her weakness, wondering when she reduced herself to such a state of self-pity, this isn't like her.
But emotions can't be controlled by will, everyone has their vulnerable moments.
Moreover, she is now somewhat successful in her career, with the company thriving due to Baili Xiyue joining, the future looks promising, but things more important than career are gradually drifting away from her.
In the face of such dual disparity, Nangong Qingcheng seethed in silent anger, focusing only on drinking, hoping to numb herself with alcohol.
...
It was unclear how much time had passed.
Jiang Feng got out of the taxi and finally arrived at the entrance of Yi Garden.
It seemed as if something was guiding him, letting him know that Nangong Qingcheng must have returned here!
But when he hurriedly returned to the doorstep and looked, the lights at home were off!
Could it be that he miscalculated?
Jiang Feng walked quickly over, opened the door, and turned on the light, the scene before him made him feel as if he had entered the wrong house.
The living room was a mess, with various snack boxes and side dishes piled on the coffee table, plastic bags scattered all over, chairs toppled here and there.
Even more unbelievable was that the usually strong-willed and graceful Nangong Qingcheng was drunkenly lying on the sofa.
One beautiful leg was draped over the back of the sofa, the other resting on the seat, and her hot pants had rolled up to her thighs, her mesmerising white legs making Jiang Feng feel dizzy.
"Jiang Feng, you bastard, I hate you... You're such a nuisance, disappearing all the time, making me worry... always unclear with a bunch of girls... What did I ever do to you... How can you do this to me?"
Nangong Qingcheng's cheeks were flushed, and she muttered from her little mouth, bringing the wine bottle to her lips, taking another gulp of red wine.
Her hair was disheveled and messy, her shirt unbuttoned to the chest, revealing a light-colored bra and a full curve.
Jiang Feng was slightly startled hearing Nangong Qingcheng's murmurs.
As far as he recalled, this was the first time Nangong Qingcheng had "criticized" him in vague terms while being unaware.
She even noticed that he had been getting close to many beauties lately, so she was here feeling sad alone?
This made Jiang Feng suddenly feel a bit guilty, his old face blushing.
He thought he could deceive everyone, but underestimated women's sixth sense.
Taking a deep breath, Jiang Feng silently walked towards Nangong Qingcheng.
The closer he got, seeing Nangong Qingcheng in such loneliness and sorrow, the more guilty he felt.
How heartless must he be to let the strong-willed Nangong Qingcheng become so distressed that she had to drown herself in alcohol, secretly hiding to drink away her sorrows.
Shaking his head, he first took out his phone, called Nangong Honghu, telling the Old Man not to worry anymore.
Then, he quickly stepped forward and took the bottle of red wine from Nangong Qingcheng's hand: "Qingcheng, stop drinking! Why are you drinking alone here, what if you hurt yourself?"
"Huh?... Jiang, Jiang Feng?!"
Nangong Qingcheng sensed someone approaching, opened her eyes in a daze, looking stupidly at Jiang Feng.
What was going on, is this an illusion? How did he know she was here?
Or is this a dream, dreaming of him even in her dreams?
"You... go away! I don't want you to meddle!"
Nangong Qingcheng was extremely annoyed, her tongue felt heavy, yet she still reached out to push Jiang Feng away, trying to take the wine bottle back.
Jiang Feng sighed, placed the wine bottle on the coffee table: "Qingcheng, you're really making me feel guilty, no matter what, we're a couple, why can't you talk to me properly, why must you torture yourself? It makes me feel bad too."
"You... you're here less often! I don't believe you, you flirt around all day, thinking I don't know, bullying me for being naive, I... I..."
Nangong Qingcheng said, her chest heaving violently, showing her agitation.
Jiang Feng's heart ached with even more guilt: "Qingcheng, I'm sorry, I made you sad, I'll help you back to your room to rest first, and we can talk when you sober up."
Saying this, Jiang Feng extended his hands, one sliding under Nangong Qingcheng's armpit, the other cushioned under her plump hip, intending to lift her up.
"Ah, you... let go, don't touch me, you scoundrel..."
Nangong Qingcheng was furious, refusing to let Jiang Feng touch her, her small hands pushed incessantly, wanting to escape from Jiang Feng's embrace.
"Listen! How about I let you take a bath first? You've drunk so much, you'll feel uncomfortable even sleeping." Jiang Feng lightly furrowed his brow.
"No! I... I'm not drunk! Jiang Feng, I don't want you to bother me, put me down!"
Nangong Qingcheng discontentedly struggled, twisting her waist and buttocks to protest.
"Alas..."
Jiang Feng sighed, unable to forcefully go against Nangong Qingcheng's will, thus had to set her down again.
"Qingcheng, you——"
However, at this moment, after Jiang Feng embraced and released her, Nangong Qingcheng felt dizzy, as if the world was spinning around.
She couldn't make out what Jiang Feng was saying, just instinctively remained guarded, curling up in the corner of the sofa, faintly humming from her lips.
"I'll get you a glass of water, so you can sober up——" Jiang Feng started to speak, intending to fetch some water, but there was no response from Nangong Qingcheng who was on the sofa.
Turning back after taking a couple of steps, he noticed that the previously sulking Nangong Qingcheng now had her brows knitted together, in a fog, unconscious.
Moreover, her fair face had an abnormal flush, very unwell.
"Alcohol poisoning?"
Jiang Feng hurried back, touching Nangong Qingcheng's forehead with his hand, indeed it was hot.
Damnit!
Nangong Qingcheng's drinking capacity was poor to begin with, and she rarely drank usually, this time consuming so much at once, it's a wonder she could hold it together.
Jiang Feng initially considered using the Devouring Sky Demon Qi to alleviate Nangong Qingcheng's pain instantly, but on second thought, found it unnecessary.
This kind of situation wasn't that severe, using the Devouring Sky Demon Qi to heal might impact Nangong Qingcheng's tender meridians, making it harder for her to endure.
After a moment of thought, Jiang Feng simply lifted Nangong Qingcheng in a princess carry, swiftly leaving the house!