A beautiful summer night

A dozen minutes later, Xie Qiyan and Jiang Baichuan entered the Nightshade KTV and went to their respective private rooms. As they pushed open the heavy metal door from the outside, Jiang Baichuan was slightly stunned when he heard the deep and slow singing voice.

Xie Qiyan then walked straight to Xia Wanzhi, who was lying on the sofa.

Knowing that Xie Qiyan was coming to pick her up, Xia Wanzhi put down her juice, picked up a cocktail, and clinked glasses with Yun Li.

Yunli tried to drown her sorrows in alcohol, but she felt extremely uncomfortable just sitting there.

"Xie Qiyan? You're here—" Xia Wanzhi hadn't drunk much and was still somewhat sober. As Xie Qiyan helped her sit up, she glanced at Jiang Baichuan, who was staring straight at Yun Li at the door.

As if some kind of breakthrough had been made, Xia Wanzhi pushed Xie Qiyan aside, stood up abruptly, and headed straight for Jiang Baichuan.

Jiang Baichuan was startled by Xia Wanzhi's sudden aggressive demeanor. His arms were being gripped tightly by Xia Wanzhi, and he couldn't just shake her off. He could only say tactfully, "Little Wanzi, you've mistaken me for someone else. Your boyfriend is over there."

Xia Wanzhi shook her head with a straight face: "I didn't mistake you for someone else."

A lump formed in her throat, and Xia Wanzhi asked him bluntly, "You like Yunli, don't you? You genuinely like her, don't you? You'll make her happy, won't you?"

As she asked, her eyes stung, and tears welled up uncontrollably. Xia Wanzhi hastily wiped them away and said to Jiang Baichuan, "Please save Yunli. I...I want to help her, but I don't know how. You..."

"Please help me help her..." Xia Wanzhi choked out, unsure how to express herself clearly for a moment.

Jiang Baichuan was taken aback, and his heart ached as well. He looked up at Yun Li, who was now lonely and helpless, and said in a deep voice, "I know, I will."

He spoke as if making a promise, or as if making a firm decision: "It will definitely happen."

Xia Wanzhi's shoulders were grasped by a pair of warm hands. She subconsciously turned around and met Xie Qiyan's dark eyes.

"Let him have it." Xie Qiyan picked up her bag, raised his hand to wipe away her tears, and said, "Let's go home first."

As soon as Xie Qiyan and Xia Wanzhi left, the singing in the private room stopped. Yun Li, who was drunk, stared blankly at Jiang Baichuan, who was slowly walking towards her step by step.

"Jiang Baichuan?" After drinking a lot of wine and singing a lot of songs, Yun Li's voice was a little hoarse, very light and soft, and it entered Jiang Baichuan's ears in a few strands.

It stirred Jiang Baichuan's emotions.

Jiang Baichuan stopped in front of her and chuckled, a hint of annoyance in his voice: "Not bad, you still recognize me."

"Son of a bitch--"

Yun Li shouted at him, completely drowning out the rest of his words.

Jiang Baichuan, who was inexplicably scolded, was not annoyed. He lowered his eyes and stared at her misty eyes with complicated thoughts.

As if he hesitated for a long time, he carefully raised his hand and slowly, tentatively reached towards the corner of her eye. Only when he did not find her struggling did he dare to use his fingertip to wipe away the tears that were still hanging on the corner of her eye.

He cupped half of her cheek in his hands, his movements as gentle as if he were holding a priceless treasure.

Yunli was truly drunk. Even though she knew the man was Jiang Baichuan, she still chose to lower her guard, tilted her head, and rested her face completely in his palm.

Or perhaps it was precisely because he knew this person was Jiang Baichuan that he dared to act so recklessly while drunk.

Jiang Baichuan's eyes flickered slightly, his movements stiffened, and he sighed helplessly: "Why did Miss Yun suddenly scold me?"

Yunli's brain was foggy, and it took her a while to stagger to her feet. As Jiang Baichuan helped her up, she flung his hand away, saying, "Because you're a very casual person."

Jiang Baichuan gently put his arm around her, took the microphone from her hand and put it away. Seeing that she was about to crash into the wall without any sense of direction, he simply pulled her back into his arms.

Yunli lost her balance and fell straight into Jiang Baichuan's arms with a turn.

As if struck in the heart, Jiang Baichuan's breathing became slightly labored, and his heartbeat seemed to skip a beat.

Yunli's face hurt from the impact, but she was too numb to think. She snuggled up to whatever felt comfortable, wrapping her arms around his waist and pressing all her weight onto him.

Jiang Baichuan finally regained a sliver of his rationality and asked her in a deep voice, "How can I be so casual? I won't take responsibility for fabricated charges."

Finding a comfortable spot, Yunli closed her eyes to rest, too lazy to speak anymore. She let out a lazy "hmm" and completely shut down.

Jiang Baichuan chuckled, calmed himself down for a moment, and then backed off onto the sofa in his current position.

With each step he took backward, Yunli followed him forward one step.

Jiang Baichuan was indescribable about his current feelings. He crouched down slightly to pick up Yun Li's phone from the sofa, but accidentally turned on the screen.

The WeChat device wasn't encrypted, so the message Liang Jing sent just lay there on the lock screen.

His eyes darkened, and Jiang Baichuan's murderous aura became hard to conceal.

Before leaving, Jiang Baichuan glanced around to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything. Then, he bent down and forcefully picked up Yun Li, carrying her out of the private room. Yun Li seemed to wake up a bit after breathing in the fresh air. She wrapped her two slender arms around Jiang Baichuan's neck and stared at him with her round eyes.

"Awake? If you're awake, let go of me, I'll take you home." Jiang Baichuan opened the passenger door and put her in the car, but Yunli's arms were wrapped tightly around him and she wouldn't let go.

Jiang Baichuan bent over, half of his body submerged in the passenger seat, and remained in this position with Yun Li for a long time.

"Yunli, let go," Jiang Baichuan coaxed patiently.

Yunli didn't speak, but just shook her head slowly.

From the moment they met until now, Yun Li had never looked him in the eye, but now she was staring intently into his eyes. Jiang Baichuan's Adam's apple bobbed slightly, and he couldn't take it for a moment.

The two were standing too close. Yun Li reeked of alcohol, and her hot breath sprayed onto his face. Jiang Baichuan's breathing became slightly heavy, and he threatened her in the gentlest tone: "Knowing that I like you, you still dare to look at me like that."

"Yunli, if you don't let go, I won't be able to resist kissing you."

It really will.

I can't help but kiss you.