Chapter 110: Chapter 110 - 110 Drinking alone

Chapter 110: Drinking alone Chapter 110: Drinking alone Su Cheng was stunned, a mysterious liquid dripping from the corner of his mouth. Realizing he had drooled, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into from embarrassment.

Fu Han, on the other hand, was very calm, as if she hadn’t seen anything, and asked serenely, “Did you come to see me because there’s something you need?”

After a fierce argument with his parents at the club, Su Cheng rushed out to find Fu Han. However, he was always one step behind; by the time he got out, He Xing had already taken Fu Han away without a trace.

Unable to get in touch with Fu Han, and after much thought, he decided to wait for her at Huating No.1; he did not expect that he would wait for a full two hours before she finally appeared from the elevator.

Su Cheng was not a particularly meticulous person, but he had used all his attention to detail on Fu Han. He noticed right away that her clothes had changed when she returned, and though he wanted to ask, he didn’t know how to start.

Hearing Fu Han initiate the conversation, he licked his lips and mustered the courage to ask, “Fu Han, where did you and He Xing go? I couldn’t find you.”

“Nowhere.” Fu Han felt her cheeks burn and, after thinking a bit, added, “He took me to the riverside, we walked around for a bit and then came back.”

Embarrassed to probe any further, Su Cheng scratched his head, “Yeah, I… Fu Han, I came to tell you that I didn’t mean to hide my identity from you on purpose. It’s just that… I don’t like that identity myself, so I was reluctant to tell you.”

“It’s okay.” Fu Han nodded and said with understanding, “It’s not a big deal, and I wouldn’t mind it.”

She thought she had responded quite well, but Su Cheng’s complexion turned pale.

Not knowing where she went wrong, Fu Han hurriedly added, “Su Cheng, don’t get me wrong, what I mean is I can understand why you did it, and besides, we’re just friends. You really don’t have to tell me everything about yourself.”

“But…” Su Cheng’s face went from red back to white, drinking his coffee in one gulp like one would down a shot, “But Fu Han, you might just consider me a friend, but in my heart, you’re the most important person.”

Fu Han looked at Su Cheng with some surprise. She truly hadn’t expected Su Cheng to say such things. Perhaps his unrequited feelings were heavier than she had imagined.

Her hand tapping steadily on the armrest of the sofa, her beautiful eyes filled with pity and guilt, “Su Cheng, thank you for liking me, but I can only say I’m sorry.”

Contrary to her expectations, hearing this made Su Cheng laugh, a laugh filled with resignation and desolation, “Fu Han, you don’t think I’m confessing again, do you? I’m merely sharing my feelings with you, never expecting an answer from you. Now that I’ve said everything I needed to, my heart feels much lighter. I’m going to go back and sleep.”

After saying this, Su Cheng indeed walked away without looking back, and in the blink of an eye, Fu Han was left alone in the large room, where both the warm water and coffee had gone cold.

She stood hugging herself in front of the enormous patio glass door, her slender silhouette looking especially delicate.

Outside, snowflakes continued to fall, turning the world into a vast expanse of white.

This was the most complex and indescribable Christmas she had ever experienced.

In her plans, this was supposed to be a wonderful night, but it turned out like this; everyone became unhappy, and it seemed to be all related to her, even though she had done nothing.

…

Liangtao Bar.

The bar was bustling on Christmas Eve, and if not for the capacity limit, there might not even be a spot to stand.

In the booth, He Xing drank one glass after another as if it wasn’t 95-degree vodka but plain water.

In the blink of an eye, the bottle was empty. He shook it and shouted, “Bring me another bottle.”

“Get him a beer,” Ji Liangchuan hurriedly stopped the waiter.

“Who wants beer? I want to drink something with high alcohol content; don’t interfere,” He Xing snapped, smashing the bottle on the ground where it shattered.

Many people gathered around, eager to witness the free commotion.

However, Ji Liangchuan showed no signs of anger; instead, he looked at He Xing with an amused smile, “With your alcohol tolerance, if I get you another bottle of vodka, you’d get so drunk you won’t know what’s happening. Since it’s all about drinking, what’s the difference between spirits and beer?”

He Xing’s face turned as cold as an Antarctic iceberg, but under Ji Liangchuan’s gaze, he just snorted and did not say much.

The beer arrived quickly, and Ji Liangchuan took the initiative to pour He Xing a glass. However, bizarrely, He Xing didn’t hurry to drink but stared blankly at the bottle instead.

Meanwhile, Ji Liangchuan downed a large glass of ice-cold beer and smacked his lips with satisfaction, “Alright, He Xing, can you, a grown man, not be so melodramatic? Just tell me what happened, and I’ll help you out.”

He Xing let out an imperceptible sigh, tilted his head back, his Adam’s apple bobbing rapidly as he gulped down the ice-cold beer.

He briefly relayed to Ji Liangchuan the day’s events at the banquet, including how he had angrily taken Fu Han away. As for his “outrage” towards Fu Han in the car, he glossed over it.

After listening, Ji Liangchuan gave He Xing a thumbs-up, “He Xing, you really are something. If you didn’t belong to the He Family, with the things you’ve done, you’d probably have been beaten up countless times.”

He Xing had by now calmed down, and he somewhat regretted how he treated Fu Han.

Hearing Ji Liangchuan’s words, he coughed and remained silent, feeling somewhat discontent with being lectured.

Ji Liangchuan leaned closer to He Xing with a grin, “If you ask me, since Fu Han has already broken off the engagement with you, why keep hounding her? Xia Ning isn’t bad either, right? What does the media say? ‘Childhood sweethearts, a match made in heaven.'”

“If you keep talking like that, I’ll leave,” He Xing’s expression darkened, his whole being radiating an unwelcoming chill.

“Okay, okay, I won’t talk about Xia Ning,” Ji Liangchuan backed off quickly, but then he started laughing heartily, “He Xing, aren’t you a bit masochistic? Fu Han loved you desperately back then and you didn’t care. Now that she doesn’t love you, the one who is desperate is you.”

“Who said she doesn’t love me?” He Xing’s eyes glinted coldly, “Fu Han’s life belongs only to me and can only belong to me. Even if she doesn’t love me as much right now, there will come a day when she’ll return to my side.”

Under such a gaze, Ji Liangchuan felt like prey under the watchful eyes of a beast, shivering involuntarily, “If you’re so confident, then why are you here drinking sullenly this late at night? Aren’t you afraid that if Fu Han finds out, she will be even angrier with you?”

“Who said I’m drinking sullenly?” He Xing retorted weakly, “I just thought it was boring and wanted to check up on you out of kindness.”