Sheng Anâning saw Jiang Haoxuan keeping silent and looking at her with a frown.
She gave a silly smile and then quickly took a bottle of red wine that had just been opened. She set out a long row of glasses and filled them one by one.
âHaoxuan, youâre not a friend but itâs alright, if you donât drink, Iâll drink.â
Sheng Anâning drank hastily and quickly. The scarlet wine dripped on her lips like a poppy flower. Her incomparable beauty was full of poison, making it difficult for Jiang Haoxuan to take his eyes off her.
However, his heart felt extremely painful.
It was like a person taking a thin needle and pricking it into his heart. It drew blood with one prick and it was extremely painful.
Jiang Haoxuan pursed his lips. He couldnât bear to see Sheng Anâning torturing herself for a man who didnât love her.
He would just consider Sheng Anâning and himself stupid.
Sometimes, Jiang Haoxuan didnât know why he could be so determined to accompany her all these years even when he knew Sheng Anâning didnât like him.
Love was not easy to let go of.
Jiang Haoxuan shut his eyes and then reopened them. He looked at her deeply and there was a mixture of tender love and unwillingness in his eyes.
âAnâning, stop drinking. Too much alcohol can harm your health.â
Sheng Anâning laughed wildly. The two rows of tears flowed down her cheeks, making her look pitiful.
Sheng Anâning was silent for a while but was still stubborn. âHaoxuan, donât stop me.â
âNo, Anâning, you canât drink anymore. Youâve just recovered. This is bad for your health...â
Jiang Haoxuan said this in a low voice. Then, he quickly snatched the glass in Sheng Anâningâs hand and drank the wine in it before Sheng Anâning could react.
Who on earth said red wine tasted sour and sweet? Why did it have an endless bitterness when it fell in his mouth?
Sheng Anâning was unsatisfied with Jiang Haoxuan snatching her glass. Being intoxicated, she fought over the wine with Jiang Haoxuan.
Jiang Haoxuan would not allow Sheng Anâning to touch the wine.
âLet go, Anâning! Iâll drink the wine on your behalf!â
Perhaps it was a mistake to fall in love with her when he was younger.
One wrong step made every following step wrong.
Let it be. Sheng Anâning was a sin in his life and he couldnât see her sad.
It would be better for him to have a hard time on her behalf than to let her have a hard time.
Jiang Haoxuanâs voice was firm. The slightly drunk Sheng Anâning was immediately shocked. She unconsciously let go of her hand grabbing Jiang Haoxuan.
Then, Jiang Haoxuan drank one cup after another. He got drunk and his handsome face was red.
Jiang Haoxuan opened his misty eyes and seized Sheng Anâningâs sleeves as he questioned sharply, âHow am I worse than him? Why donât you see me? Why do you turn a blind eye to my kindness to you...?â
Sheng Anâning was frightened by Jiang Haoxuanâs crazy appearance. However, his eyes were red towards the end.
It was said that men do not cry easily but thatâs because they have never really experienced heartache.
As a man, Jiang Haoxuan did not allow himself to shed tears.
Sheng Anâning was shocked and could only murmur, âHaoxuan, donât scare me. You know I like your brother...â
Obviously, this was the last thing Jiang Haoxuan wanted to hear. He frowned and his eyes were nailed in Sheng Anâningâs heart like a sharp arrow.
âWhat about me? What am I? A rebound guy that comes when you call and is tossed aside when you no longer need me?â
It was now ten at night and the banquet wasnât over yet.
When the guests nearby saw that the second young master of the Jiang family was in a drunken stupor, they all looked toward him.
What was this all about?
From the way Jiang Haoxuan looked at Sheng Anâning, he was obviously infatuated with her. The guests instantly became more and more interested in the complicated emotional entanglement of the Jiang family.
Hearing what Jiang Haoxuan said, Sheng Anâning became sober all of a sudden. She stared at Jiang Haoxuanâs upset look and she bit her lips. There were tears on her face.
âHaoxuan...how could you say such things about me...I donât have that intent...â
It was Jiang Haoxuan who wanted to follow her and she was kind enough to chat with him occasionally. Had she done wrong?
Sheng Anâningâs eyes darkened. She felt nothing but a little annoyed by the inquiring eyes of the guests.
Yes, she had been treating Jiang Haoxuan as a rebound guy!
He was just a rebound guy. Why did she need to put forth so much energy to care about what he thought and how he felt?
There had been a lot of noise. Xu Ziyao was upstairs accompanying her ex-teacher, Xie Changfeng and they were discussing academic issues in the recent years. She didnât expect to see such a scene the moment she came downstairs.
Jiang Haoxuan was tugging Sheng Anâningâs sleeves and Sheng Anâning was tearing up. Her long eyelashes blinked slightly and she had the sort of look that implied âthe whole world has hurt meâ.
Xu Ziyao frowned immediately. Today was Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wanâs wedding day. These two were causing trouble again!
They had no sense of propriety!
Most of the guests here today were of extraordinary status. Them making a fuss would not only embarrass themselves, but she was afraid the entire Jiang family would become the laughing stock of the upper class.
Xu Ziyao walked over quickly. When the guests saw her in cheongsam, they were instantly stunned.
Some of the guests whispered to their friends.
âLook, thatâs the young masterâs mother. Sheâs pretty.â
âShe looks thirty years old at most. Iâve never expected her to be over fifty...â
âGood genes, itâs indeed good genes. Look at how handsome the young master is...
Xu Ziyao darted a faint look at the onlookers and they fell into a silence immediately. They pretended they were looking at the scenery.
Xu Ziyao yelled at Jiang Haoxuan who was drunk, âWhatâs all this pulling and tugging? Haoxuan, youâve had too much to drink. Let go.â
How could Jiang Haoxuan understand what Xu Ziyao had just said? He continued tugging Sheng Anâningâs sleeves.
Xu Ziyao shook her head helplessly and ordered someone to part Jiang Haoxuanâs hand. Then, she gave a tall male porter her orders. âBring this gentleman to the room at the end of the 50th floor.â
âAlright.â
When she saw Jiang Haoxuan being pulled into the elevator by the porter, Xu Ziyao let out a slight sigh of relief. Then, she turned and her eyes landed on Sheng Anâning, who had been quiet.
Xu Ziyaoâs eyes narrowed and stood there in her simple and elegant cheongsam. Natural dignity and power radiated from her.
Sheng Anâning felt uneasy being stared at by Xu Ziyao. Her heart sank but on the surface, she was still timid.
âAunty, have I done something wrong? Have I made you unhappy?â
***
On the other hand, the porter dragged Jiang Haoxuan into the elevator. Although he was tall, dragging an unconscious drunken man felt too heavy.
With great effort, he dragged Jiang Haoxuan to the end of the corridor on the 50th floor. Just then, the porter frowned.
There were two opposite rooms at the end of the corridor. Which room had Mrs. Jiang mentioned just now?