novelraw Chapter 70
Chapter 70
Chapter 70 Qin Qing, who was hanging on to Zhuo Anke, was taken aback by the appearance of the man in front of her.
“This is your home?!”
Zhuo Anke looked in disbelief at the keys in her hand and then at the T-shaped corridor, as if suspecting some sort of trick or mechanism was hidden there to confuse them both.
When she turned her gaze back, all she could see was the man carrying Qin Qing into the house.
Zhuo Anke’s expression twisted slightly.
— He was even less inclined to socialize now than back in high school.
Facing the open door, Zhuo Anke was torn—should she intervene or not?
Logically, given that these two were no longer in any relationship, she shouldn’t leave Qin Qing alone in such a risky situation with just this man. The most reasonable thing to do would be to take her away.
However, the harsh reality was that even if she called for help, it wouldn’t be easy to get Qin Qing away from this man.
Moreover, this was indeed the place Qin Qing had directed her to.
After hesitating for half a minute, Zhuo Anke gritted her teeth and decided to go inside.
Upon entering the foyer, they were greeted by the living room.
On the gray leather sofa, a girl with messy chestnut hair was staring at the man squatting in front of her with her beautiful almond-shaped eyes wide open.
“It’s been a long time… Wen Yufeng.”
Her voice, hoarse from drunkenness and tinged with a hint of grievance, was supported by her hands on the edge of the sofa as she swung her delicate legs back and forth.
Wen Yufeng’s dark eyes remained calm as he looked at her, sighing after a couple of seconds.
He lowered his gaze and took hold of her legs, which had kicked into his arms.
He cradled her pale ankle in his hand, which felt smooth and cool, with a subtle hint of perfume lingering in the air.
Wen Yufeng kept a composed expression, removing the glossy black peep-toe heels from her right foot and placing her bare foot on his knee before taking off the left one as well.
During the process, he was kicked a few times.
Once both shoes were removed, he carefully laid her on the sofa bed.
Then he took a thin blanket from the side and covered her from below.
Zhuo Anke, who had watched the entire process from the foyer, was left stunned.
—
Was this really Wen Yufeng, the notorious figure still remembered with fear by every batch of juniors?
Or was she the one who had drunk too much??
But that wasn’t all.
After Qin Qing, completely drunk, had been covered with the blanket and settled, she suddenly lifted one of her legs.
The force was strong enough to nearly send the blanket flying.
Wen Yufeng, who had already stood up, paused and looked at the girl on the sofa.
Qin Qing met his gaze for a couple of seconds before slowly turning her face away, facing the sofa and no longer looking at him.
Wen Yufeng crouched down in front of her again. “…Say, what do you want?”
As soon as she heard this, Qin Qing turned back around quickly, her brows and eyes smiling slightly. “Don’t leave.”
“I’m going to make you some hangover soup.”
She wrinkled her nose. “…That won’t do either.”
Wen Yufeng sighed, but the corners of his lips lifted slightly, softening his stern and handsome face.
He picked up the phone on the crystal coffee table and dialed a number with his long fingers.
As the call connected, he gently rubbed her cold, bare ankles while speaking in a calm tone. “Find a hotel to make some hangover soup and send it over.”
At that moment, Qin Qing, who was lying on the sofa, smiled with satisfaction, her eyes turned into crescent moons.
Standing stunned in the foyer, Zhuo Anke was at a loss for what expression to make.
In fact, despite her mixed emotions, one thought dominated her mind—having spent two years with such a man, it was only natural that Qin Qing would find anyone else uninteresting.
Not even a quarter of an hour had passed when the hangover soup arrived.
It was in a square thermos, which Wen Yufeng inspected before handing it to Zhuo Anke.
Instinctively taking it, Zhuo Anke then realized—
“What are you giving this to me for?”
Wen Yufeng replied, “Do you want her to wake up from a hangover here?”
Zhuo Anke was momentarily confused but saw him carrying Qin Qing out the door.
She quickly followed.
…
An hour later, guided by Wen Yufeng, the chauffeur drove Zhuo Anke’s car to the base of Building 15 in Yunshan Mansion.
As Wen Yufeng carried Qin Qing ahead, Zhuo Anke looked around in surprise—
“How do you know where she lives? How did she end up directing you to your place?”
“If she was willing to tell you, she would,” Wen Yufeng said without changing his expression, pressing the elevator button and stepping in with the now drowsy Qin Qing.
The elevator stopped on the eleventh floor, and Wen Yufeng set Qin Qing down.
He looked at the girl deeply and then turned to Zhuo Anke. “It’s up to you now. This time it’s the west unit.”
Zhuo Anke nodded in confusion.
“Don’t mention my name after she wakes up tomorrow.”
“??”
Zhuo Anke finally grasped what felt strange—
“Since she came to your place today, how could she possibly forget by tomorrow? Why go through the extra effort?”
“She’s not only a lightweight but will also likely have amnesia,” Wen Yufeng said, looking down at Qin Qing with a hint of helplessness before turning back.
The soft emotions in his dark eyes flickered and seemed like mere illusions.
Zhuo Anke was stunned. “She hasn’t drunk before?”
“No. She had a similar situation with an alcoholic beverage during college,” Wen Yufeng said with a slight smile, “She probably forgot about it.”
“—!”
A shocking thought crossed Zhuo Anke’s mind.
Her expression changed, and she was about to speak when Qin Qing, leaning against the wall, groaned softly, indicating she might be stirring.
Wen Yufeng frowned slightly.
“I’ll leave first.”
After saying this, he handed Qin Qing to Zhuo Anke and went down the fire escape.
As the only sober person remaining, Zhuo Anke was stunned for a while before she couldn’t help but mutter as she helped Qin Qing walk—
“Didn’t you say he never contacted or met you before? How does he know you’ve drunk before? Did you end up calling him and talking to him by mistake?”
…
After Qin Qing’s drunken incident, Zhuo Anke felt guilty for a week.
A week later, when she received no questions or doubts from Qin Qing, Zhuo Anke felt completely speechless—
It was the first time she realized that someone could be so thoroughly forgetful after drinking… Wasn’t this like a goldfish?
She felt a bit sorry for Wen Yufeng.
Though she felt sympathy, she hadn’t found an opportunity to probe.
Until Sunday morning, when Qin Qing called her to say she had nearly finalized her rental arrangements and was about to sign the contract.
Zhuo Anke took care of her tasks and rushed over.
The single-room rental contract was straightforward, and it didn’t take long for Zhuo Anke to assist Qin Qing in completing it. They then went back to Yunshan Mansion to pack up Qin Qing’s essentials.
As they sorted through a stack of professional books and packed them into boxes, Zhuo Anke casually asked, “After you got drunk that day, did you feel unwell that night or the next day?”
Sitting on the carpet by the wardrobe, Qin Qing, unaware of the underlying question, responded while packing clothes, “No, after waking up, I just felt a bit dizzy, but other than that, it was fine.”
“Do you remember—how did you get back?”
“…”
Qin Qing paused, turned around with a strange expression, and looked at Zhuo Anke. “Wasn’t it you who brought me back?”
Zhuo Anke was caught off guard.
Before she could speak, Qin Qing continued with a smile, “My grandma said that people who are drunk are usually heavy and told me to thank you properly. — You must have been exhausted that night. Let me treat you to a big meal today to make up for it.”
“…………” Zhuo Anke felt even more uneasy.
— Heavy?
It wasn’t her carrying her, how would she know…
With that thought, Zhuo Anke, not willing to let it go, continued as she packed the last books from the shelf.
“Did you, by any chance… dream of anything that night?”
The girl with the smiling face at the wardrobe suddenly froze.
After a couple of seconds, she turned back. “Why the sudden question?”
Zhuo Anke said, “Well… I heard you calling someone’s name that night…”
“…”
The room fell silent.
Zhuo Anke regretted her words as soon as they left her mouth.
Why did she bring up something that she shouldn’t have…
After a while, the sound of packing resumed.
Soon, Qin Qing spoke again.
“Did I mention him? … It’s a bit embarrassing. For the sake of our deep revolutionary friendship, let’s just forget it.”
“Well then… let’s go out for a walk after lunch today.”
Zhuo Anke quickly changed the topic, smiling. “Qingcheng has changed a lot in the past two years. I’ll show you around.”
“Hmm.” Qin Qing agreed.
“…Huh?”
After finishing with the last of the books, Zhuo Anke looked at a silk-like bundle of fabric and asked curiously, “What is this?”
She reached out and took it, only to find that the fabric didn’t cover everything. It fell to the floor, making a metallic clinking sound.
Both women looked down and saw—
A rose gold bracelet lying quietly on the floor.