Quick Travel: Destiny for Thirty Lifetimes

The slightly hunched man stared at himself on the black screen for a moment, then nodded silently. He then pulled up Lian Qingyang, who was looking up at him, and nodded to the groom who was watching the excitement from the side. "I'll take Qingqing home first. The wedding gifts have been left with the accountant. I wish you a happy wedding and a long and happy marriage."

After saying that, he saw the man nodded twice mechanically, then he helped Lian Qingyang out. After walking a few steps, he could still hear puzzled voices coming one after another behind him.

"Oh my god, who is this person? Why is he calling the young master of the Lian family so intimately? I haven't heard that he is married?"

"Isn't this some secret engagement or something? I've never seen this guy in our circle before. Could he be trying to climb up the social ladder?"

"But he looks and speaks very well. Maybe he's a returnee from abroad. Why would you want to know?"

"But, they look quite good together. I wonder if it's some kind of arranged marriage or something like that."

"There's no way they can have any feelings without even a ring. I guess they're just living together."

"Don't the Lian family dote on their son? How could they let him marry someone he doesn't like? Maybe they just don't want to make it too public."

"Okay, shouldn't my wife and I be the protagonists today? Come on, let's continue drinking!"

The noise behind him gradually faded away. Zuo Yanchen lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on Lian Qingyang's empty fingers, and his face darkened.

After the door was closed, blocking out the sight of everyone behind him, Zuo Yanchen bent down, picked up Lian Qingyang horizontally, and walked towards the parking lot.

Although Lian Qingyang drank too much, he was not completely drunk. He vaguely felt that his feet were off the ground, and suddenly he felt uneasy as if his feet could not touch the ground, so he kicked his legs hard, trying to reach the ground with his feet.

"Why don't you provide me with safety measures when bungee jumping? It's too dangerous. I don't want to do it anymore."

Zuo Yanchen said in a deep voice: "You know it's dangerous, but you still go and play that? Don't move, or I won't throw you."

There were no parking spaces nearby, so his car was parked a little far away. When he first picked up Lian Qingyang, he didn't feel how heavy he was. It was only after walking for a while that he felt his arms were sore. If Lian Qingyang moved again, he might drop him.

The expressionless boss lifted up the obedient person in his arms and strode forward without looking around as if he was acting out a scene from a TV drama. In fact, he was thinking that he must practice more in the future, otherwise it would be embarrassing if he couldn't hold the baby for that long!

Zuo Yanchen drove here by himself. His father had returned from abroad and was temporarily staying in a hotel near the company, so he openly skipped half a day's work to pick him up. On the way back, he bought some vegetables and cooked dinner for Lian Qingyang in the evening.

Everything was planned well, but when Zuo Yanchen carried Lian Qingyang to the bed, Lian Qingyang, who had already fallen asleep, suddenly woke up and insisted on taking a shower before going to bed, otherwise he would have to sleep on the floor.

Seeing that Lian Qingyang didn't look like he was sober, Zuo Yanchen had no choice but to hold his forehead and pull Lian Qingyang to the bathroom. After a while, he carried Lian Qingyang, who was wearing a bathrobe, back to the bed. As soon as they touched the bed, Lian Qingyang opened his eyes and said that he couldn't sleep in a bathrobe and had to change into pajamas.

Zuo Yanchen, who had been tossing and turning in the bathroom for a while, looked a little hopeless. Hearing this, he obediently opened the wardrobe, found pajamas and helped the other person change into them. Only then did Lian Qingyang lie down peacefully, close his eyes and go to sleep.

Unsure of how drunk Lian Qingyang was, Zuo Yanchen thought it would be better to make a bowl of sobering soup. Before that, he lowered his head to look at the water stains splashed on his body and decided to take a shower first.

Zuo Yanchen pulled the blanket over Lian Qingyang, adjusted the air conditioner temperature, closed the curtains, and turned on the warm light at the bedside before leaving Lian Qingyang's room to go upstairs to take a shower. When he came out, he had changed into pajamas and went to the kitchen to make some sobering soup and brought it back to Lian Qingyang's room.

"Qingyang? Get up and drink the sobering soup before going back to sleep. Come, I'll support you." Zuo Yanchen gently woke up the sleeping Lian Qingyang. After feeding him a bowl of sobering soup, he was ready to leave. However, before he could get up, Lian Qingyang grabbed him by the corner of his clothes.

The force was not strong, but Zuo Yanchen still stood still. He turned his head and looked down at the place where he was being pulled. Then his gaze followed the hand upwards and finally stopped at Lian Qingyang's face. He seemed to be sleeping very soundly, as if this action was unconscious. His eyes, which were usually the most lively, were covered by his eyelids. The warm light enveloped his peaceful face, making him look more well-behaved and harmless.

Zuo Yanchen lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking. His tall figure stood there for a moment, and the bowl in his hand was gently placed on the bedside table. He then sat down on the bed with the force, carefully lying on his side on the edge of the bed, facing Lian Qingyang, looking at him greedily, but not daring to get any closer from a distance.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment, isolating all sounds. Just as Zuo Yanchen was fascinated by the sight, the person next to him moved. He actually leaned towards him, then buried his head in his arms, with a look of attachment in his movements.

Zuo Yanchen did not refuse. He reached out to turn off the bedside lamp, hugged the person in his arms tighter, then closed his eyes with satisfaction, wanting to fall into a good sleep together.

*

When Lian Qingyang woke up, he felt a little stuffy. He raised his head and opened his eyes, but found that it was pitch black around him. So he felt around with his hands, and it turned out that the touch under his hands was more like that of a human, and there was an arm around the waist.

He was lying on the bed with someone beside him... No way, no way, could it be that he drank too much at the wedding banquet and then dragged someone else to do something inappropriate?

"What's going on? You're blacking out after just a few drinks? I wouldn't be that bad, would I?!"

After being annoyed for a while, Lian Qingyang took his arm off his waist, grabbed the blanket and rolled to the other side, then raised his foot and kicked the man hard. Zuo Yanchen was lying on the edge of the bed, and this kick directly knocked him down. His head hit the bedside table with a "bang" sound. He was in a deep sleep and was woken up by such a toss. He stood up, covered his head with one hand and reached for the bedside table with the other hand to turn on the light. His expression was really not good.

"Lian Qingyang! What are you doing!?"

Holding the blanket to his chest with both hands, Lian Qingyang stared at Zuo Yanchen with wide eyes, glanced at the pajamas he was wearing, then pulled the blanket away and looked down at his own clothes. He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that it was pajamas.

His eyelashes drooped, and he took off the blanket and sat up straight. After vaguely apologizing to Zuo Yanchen, he said with a specious excuse: "I'm sorry, I thought... But why did you sleep in my room? And you were lying on the same bed with me, so close to me, who else should I kick if not you!"

Zuo Yanchen kept covering the place where he was hit, and he almost laughed out loud at Lian Qingyang's unreasonable look. He curled his lips and said, "We are already legally married, and I didn't do anything to you. Plus, you were the one who held me back first, so I have to take the blame..."