The obedient girl glances up, and the tyrannical tycoon kneels down to pamper her.

With tears still lingering in her eyes, Zhu Shuang said, "A man wouldn't easily touch another man's waist, would he?"

Luo Huai and Lao Shen looked at her and thought she made sense.

"Then Lin Zhengyu and his assistant are definitely involved." As soon as he finished speaking, Old Shen saw Zhu Shuangshuang's tears falling like broken pearls.

Quietly.

Unlike before, he didn't shout or make a scene.

This is when I truly came to my senses and was completely heartbroken.

Luo Huai saw it too, and quickly pulled her into his arms, patting her back and coaxing her, "It's alright, it's alright, don't cry, don't cry."

May Shuangshuang cry even harder.

She also hoped that Zhu Shuangshuang could cry to her heart's content.

The crying started as sobs and eventually turned into loud wailing, attracting the attention of many passersby.

"Let's cry somewhere else." Old Shen lit a cigarette at some point, walked over and opened the car door. "Come to my place, it's quiet, you can eat and drink when you're tired of crying, and you'll have the energy to keep crying when you're full. It's perfect timing for Brother Zhao to go pick up his wife over there."

Luo Huai pulled Zhu Shuangshuang into the car.

Inside the closed car, Zhu Shuangshuang cried even harder, and finally cursed, "Men are all the same!"

Old Shen, who was driving, glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Don't generalize. Those kinds of young boys don't represent men. I'm a good person."

"Sister-in-law, Brother Zhao is a good person, the best one."

Luo Huai knew that Zhu Shuangshuang was wiping away her tears with tissues. They arrived in just a few minutes. It wasn't the parking lot near Zuixian Restaurant, but a small courtyard.

The backyard of Zuixian Restaurant.

It's also where Lao Shen lives.

Zhu Shuangshuang plopped down under the large parasol in the yard, glanced at Luo Huai, and then pulled out a tissue to continue crying.

Luo Huai obediently becomes a tissue box robot.

She knew that Zhu Shuangshuang would be fine after crying for a while.

Old Shen didn't understand; he just did what he wanted. When he was feeling down, he'd have a couple of drinks. He took out his phone and sent Xing Yanzhao a picture of two young girls, then went to get two bottles of his treasured wine and three wine glasses.

Zhu Shuangshuang put the cup on the table and started drinking.

One cup at a time.

Old Shen was dumbfounded.

Luo Huai's expression was calm, but her eyes revealed heartache and reluctance. Sister Yunshang was the best sister in the world, and Zhu Shuangshuang was her best friend, and also her only good friend.

She also poured herself a full glass and clinked glasses with Zhu Shuangshuang.

Zhu Shuangshuang pouted and cried even harder: "Luo Huai, you don't usually drink, waaaaaah, how could I have such a good friend like you? I won't find a boyfriend or get married anymore. Luo Huai, let's go to a nursing home together when we're old."

“That won’t do! Luo Huai has a husband!” Old Shen immediately said. “If she goes to a nursing home, my brother Zhao will be the first to disagree. With my brother Zhao here, why would she go to a nursing home? Don’t even think about it. And you, you hurt a young boy like this.”

"What do you know!" Zhu Shuangshuang scolded him, then swayed and clinked glasses with him again, "Second Brother, cheers!"

Old Shen looked at Luo Huai: "Her?"

"They're drunk," Luo Huai said. "Shuangshuang isn't a very good drinker either. Brother Shen, could I borrow your kitchen to make some hangover soup?"

"You sit and keep her company, I'll go cook." Old Shen finished his drink and got up to go into the kitchen.

"Thank you, Brother Shen." Luo Huai sat down next to Zhu Shuangshuang, letting her lean on his shoulder as she drank and cried.

She was crying and talking at the same time.

"Luo Huai, I feel so bad, so really bad."

"I know."

"Waaaaah, Luo Huai, am I really that bad?"

"No, you're great. I still remember when we were freshmen, it was raining and the ground was slippery, and I accidentally pulled you down with me. You got up and laughed with your hands on your hips, which relieved my embarrassment. You insisted on using my clothes to wipe your hands, which eased my guilt."

"Shuangshuang, you're not yourself when you speak in such a delicate voice."

"He is not good enough for you, who are generous and righteous."

"Waaaaah, Luo Huai, what kind of sweetheart are you?!" Zhu Shuangshuang hugged her neck and rubbed against her. "I didn't see you cry when you were heartbroken before. How did you do it? Teach me, I can't stop crying."

"Don't learn this," Luo Huai cautioned her. "You really shouldn't learn this. Keep crying, and cry for me what I cried back then."

"really?"

"Cry."

Zhu Shuangshuang cried even harder, wiping away her tears as she said, "Luo Huai, I wasn't thinking about your husband. I think I'm so dizzy that I saw your husband."

Luo Huai: "..."

They were all incredibly drunk.

She called out to Xing Yanzhao as he walked towards her, "Brother Zhao."

Xing Yanzhao watched as Zhu Shuangshuang wiped her tears and snot onto his wife's shoulder, and couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He then carefully examined Luo Huai and asked her, "Are you hurt anywhere?"

"No," Luo Huai shook his head.

The arc wasn't large, but it still bumped into Zhu Shuangshuang, who suddenly raised her head.

Both of them hissed.

Xing Yanzhao was even more troubled.

Luo Huai smiled apologetically, and he helplessly patted Luo Huai's head.

Zhu Shuangshuang suddenly burst into tears again, staring unblinkingly at the two of them, and said, "Luo Huai, do you know? When I found out that you and my older brother were together, I was really, really happy! I could tell that night that my older brother liked you. His eyes kept glancing at you, even when he was driving us home. But I didn't dare to say anything because you had already agreed to get married."

"It's a good thing you ended up marrying my eldest brother, but I also feel sorry that I didn't attend your wedding! That son of a bitch Pei Yuanzhou!"

"I wish I could see you get married. Actually, I've already planned it out. I can put on old-age makeup and escort you to your wedding, you son of a bitch Pei Yuanzhou!"

"You idiot Pei Youyou! You're driving me crazy!" Zhu Shuangshuang suddenly jumped up, as if she was about to start a fight.

Startled, Luo Huai quickly grabbed the person and said, "Alright, alright, it's over, it's over."

Xing Yanzhao suddenly said, "Let's just have another wedding."

Luo Huai was taken aback and looked up at him.

Zhu Shuangshuang also turned her head sharply, and *crack*! It hurt terribly!

Just then, Old Shen came out with a bowl of hangover soup. Zhu Shuangshuang ran up to him, gesturing wildly, and said, "Quick, quick! Second Brother, I twisted my neck!"

Old Shen had no choice but to put down the hangover soup and try to figure out a way to help her recover.

Seeing that they were alright, Luo Huai turned her attention to Xing Yanzhao.

“Hold it again, invite the old lady and Uncle Luo, as well as Kuangye and the others, and your friends, classmates, teachers… invite everyone you want to send invitations to.” Xing Yanzhao’s gaze was sincere. “After you finish your defense?”

Luo Huai remained silent, a faint light flickering in his eyes.

"Yes, yes, yes! After the defense, let's have another one, and I want to be the bridesmaid! Give me the bouquet!" Zhu Shuangshuang, still a little drunk, didn't forget to shout to them.

Luo Huai pursed her lips and asked, "Shuangshuang said that you..."

"Yes." Xing Yanzhao answered readily, "When I saw you at the hospital, my eyes never left you, several times in a row. You could say I was lustful, but I think it's more like..."

"Destiny." The man uttered two light yet weighty words from his thin lips.