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After Guo Chifeng left, Zhou Xixiang stood in front of the bar with his hands behind his back, and looked at Li Qingwen quietly with his strong features.

Li Qingwen was always dignified and elegant in front of him. Zhou Xixiang rarely saw her drunk. The last time he saw her drunk was on the day of her college graduation.

"Xiao Wen?" Zhou Xixiang called her softly.

There was light and soothing jazz music playing in the bar. People were coming and going around, and many eyes were watching. Zhou Xixiang couldn't hear any response, so he bent his resolute body slightly, picked up the person and carried him away.

Li Qingwen opened his eyes as if half awake, and rubbed himself in Zhou Xixiang's gentle and reliable arms.

When she reached the door of the bar, the cold wind blew and she could see the misty shadow in front of her: "Brother..."

Zhou Xixiang frowned and looked at her: "Are you awake?"

Seeing that she was about to get down, Zhou Xixiang carefully put her on the ground, then supported Li Qingwen with one hand, took out his mobile phone with the other hand and called Xiao Zhang.

Li Qingwen pushed his hand away, and Zhou Xixiang pretended to hold it, but Li Qingwen pushed his hand away again, as stubborn as a child, and refused to let him hold it.

She took a few steps, still stumbling.

When she was about to fall, Zhou Xixiang took a step forward, stretched out his hand to catch her, and frowned, "Why did you drink so much?"

A cold wind blew in his face. Li Qingwen looked at the hand on his arm with concern and raised his eyes to glance at the man beside him.

As if recognizing him, she murmured, "Brother...why, when did you come..."

Zhou Xixiang raised his eyes to look at the car across the street. Xiao Zhang had gone to maneuver the car but had not come over yet.

Li Qingwen suddenly squatted down.

Zhou Xixiang lowered his worried eyes and saw that she seemed to be motionless. Then his rough and strong hands let go of the slender arm and stood up straight.

There is a constant flow of cars on the road, and the city lights shine brightly at around seven or eight in the evening, exaggerating the luxury of Licheng.

The person under my feet murmured something: "Your shoes are so shiny."

A pair of jade-like little hands reached out to Zhou Xixiang's high-end leather shoes, touching the shiny surface again and again.

Zhou Xixiang took a step back, and the people under his feet followed him.

Li Qingwen couldn't let go of them and touched them, praising them: "What beautiful shoes... Yongan seems to have a pair too, two pairs or one pair..."

On the roadside, Xiao Zhang had driven the car over. Zhou Xixiang bent down and reached out to pull Li Qingwen.

Li Qingwen suddenly got stubborn and squatted on the ground, resisting and trying to shake off Zhou Xixiang's clinging hands.

She warned him angrily: "Don't pull me..."

Zhou Xixiang was tall and straight, but he seemed helpless in dealing with a drunkard. He moved his feet and called out again helplessly, "Go home first, and I'll give you Yongan's shoes to play with later, okay?"

As if receiving the signal of a starting gun, the squatting person immediately jumped up.

"No, I won't go back... I won't go back..." A string was tightly stretched in Li Qingwen's mind. Even when he was drunk, he remembered that she didn't seem to want to go home very much.

Afraid that she would bump into passing customers, Zhou Xixiang paused for a few seconds, then took two steps forward, hugged Li Qingwen around the waist, and walked straight to the car on the side of the road.

Li Qingwen twisted his body and shouted, "I don't want to go back, I don't want to go back..."

Zhou Xixiang warned calmly, "Be obedient. If you move again, I'll call Yongan over."

As if he was particularly sensitive to that name, Li Qingwen immediately stood still, staring at Zhou Xixiang with his dark eyes.

Soon, her eyes were filled with tears, and she accused: "You are in cahoots with him."

Zhou Xixiang had a complicated expression and coaxed him, "I am not in the same group with him, but with you. I will help you beat him up later, okay?"

Li Qingwen grimaced with tears in his eyes: "Really? Then can you beat him to death? Don't beat him too hard, or the police will arrest you and put you in jail..."

Zhou Xixiang put her in the back seat and then got into the car from the other side.

Li Qingwen sat in the car, continued to laugh nervously, closed his eyes and muttered: "He is most proud of his abdominal muscles, we must punch him twice... I don't want to see his face, so let's punch him twice... If it's troublesome, we can just strangle him to death..."

Zhou Xixiang stared at the drunken Li Qingwen for a moment, then raised his eyes and told Xiao Zhang, "Go to Jiyue Mansion."

The rear window was open and the wind was whistling.

Zhou Xixiang frowned deeply, supported his forehead with his elbow on the window sill, and occasionally glanced sideways at the person who was muttering beside him.

At the gate of Jiyue Mansion.

Zhou Xixiang got out of the car, opened the back door, and invited Li Qingwen down.

Li Qingwen took two steps and was still a little shaky: "Brother..."

Zhou Xixiang followed her to the door: "Do you still remember the password?"

Li Qingwen nodded clearly, and started to enter the password by leaning against the door, but he entered it incorrectly several times.

She turned around and smiled foolishly at Zhou Xixiang, then wiped her eyes and widened them.

Finally the input was correct.

Zhou Xixiang had no intention of going in. Seeing that she had arrived home safely, he turned around and left.

Li Qingwen looked back suspiciously and called out anxiously, "Brother?"

Zhou Xixiang looked at her in confusion.

Li Qingwen said sadly: "Aren't you going to beat him up?"

Zhou Xixiang: “…”

Not awake yet.

Zhou Xixiang smiled with a frown on his face: "Next time when Yongan is home, I will help you beat him up, okay?"

"Don't lie to me, I'm not a child." Li Qingwen could tell that he was trying to comfort her, and he slid down the wall slowly: "I'm not a three-year-old child..."

Zhou Xixiang stood there straight and straight. His elegant figure seemed a little lonely under the night light. His eyes were staring at the person in front of him who looked no different from a child.

There were some old stories that he didn't want to talk about. Perhaps it was because Yong'an reminded him from time to time these days that Zhou Xixiang hesitated for a moment and said, "Are you marrying Yong'an just because of your father?"

Li Qingwen's eyes were blurry and he looked a little dazed. This question made him somewhat sober.

Seeing clearly that it was Zhou Xixiang in front of her, she said frankly: "It's also because of you."

Zhou Xixiang's calm eyes flickered, and the expression on his quiet face relaxed a little.

The branches of the sycamore trees surrounding Jiyue Mansion were shaking in the wind, just like Zhou Xixiang's unstable heart.

His eyes moved around Jiyue Mansion, and then settled on the person at the door again, asking the person to the bottom of the matter: "Because of me?"

At this moment, Li Qingwen no longer felt the embarrassment she felt when facing Zhou Xixiang when she was sober, nor did she feel the repression of secular ethics. She spoke out her feelings at the time without any hesitation: "I just want to know if you will stop me..."

There was a bitter smile on her face.

Zhou Xixiang, who had just returned from studying abroad, walked through Huayu Building every day. Even when he occasionally saw his old classmate Li Qingwen, he did not stop to say hello.

The gap made Li Qingwen become a coward. She would not express her love for him out loud and had become accustomed to hiding it in her heart. In addition, her busy work left her no time to consider her personal feelings.

But in the tea room, the lounge, and the corridors of Huayu Building, there are always voices talking about the president's gossip.

One rainy day, Zhou Xixiang drove his car up to her and said he would take her home. The two of them started communicating again after three years. He was still as elegant and concerned about her work and life. That feeling made her feel as if she was back in her student days.

It turns out that some feelings will not fade away with time, and he did not act superior just because he was a big boss. He even told her to keep in touch and not to turn around and leave when she saw him in the company.

Li Qingwen was so embarrassed that his face looked like blood was dripping from it.

But although they were in regular contact, Zhou Xixiang was still very busy. I only saw him occasionally in the company's corridors, elevators, and cafeteria and exchanged a few words, and that was all.

Then she married Zhou Yongan.

When Zhou Xixiang learned that Li Qingwen was going to marry his younger brother, he felt a sense of belated realization, but soon this bewilderment turned into understanding and acceptance.

His younger brother really knew how to please girls better than he did.

Just like that, Zhou Xixiang did not stop it. He chose to respect, respect his brother, and respect Li Qingwen's choice.

Watching her become his sister-in-law.