C219 (2/2)

”Everyone has a different hobby. This is a right that everyone should have. We should not laugh or criticize this matter.” Qi Mansu said as she looked at Huang Ping sincerely and earnestly.

Huang Ping, on the other hand, seemed to still be caught up in the news that Qi Mansu had told him earlier, and after hearing her say this, she lightly nodded her head. ”I understand, Mansu. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else about this.”

Hearing Huang Ping's words, Qi Mansu laughed and placed the coffee cup in her hand on the table, she reached out and patted her shoulder: ”You can understand that this is for the best, okay, just pretend you don't know anything now, go back to work!”

After she finished speaking, she was ready to take back her hand, but right at that moment, Huang Ping suddenly saw the scar on Qi Mansu's right hand from the corner of her eye.

He then immediately regained his senses, extended his hand and grabbed her right wrist, pointing at the scar on her hand, he looked at Qi Mansu and asked worriedly: ”Man Su, what happened to you? ”How did you do it?”

Qi Mansu followed her gaze and immediately retracted her hand. She looked at her and laughed without a care: ”It's nothing, just a small injury, you don't have to worry.”

Seeing the smile on her face, Huang Ping once again took her right hand, and placed it in front of himself. He looked carefully at it, and realized that the wound was very new.

But at night, he … Thinking up to here, Huang Ping shook her head with a headache. She couldn't remember a thing after what happened last night.

Qi Mansu saw that Huang Ping's face had a look of discomfort, so she looked at her and said: ”Alright, since you can't remember, then don't think about it. My hand is fine, you can rest assured.

Just as Qi Mansu finished speaking, a few memories seemed to flash across Huang Ping's mind. While she was at the bar, there was also Qi Mansu's somewhat worried expression.

She held Qi Mansu's hand tightly, looked at her, and asked: ”Manchu, is it … Was it me? This... Did I do this? ”

”What did you remember?” Qi Mansu saw her unsightly expression, and looked at her with concern, ”Are you alright? ”If you can't remember, don't force yourself. My hand is fine, you can rest assured.”

However, Huang Ping seemed to not be able to hear what she was saying at all, and the hands grabbing onto her were also becoming harder and harder. With a pale face, he looked at Qi Mansu and asked: ”Man Su, did I do this? It's mine. ”

In the beginning, Huang Ping still used a doubtful tone to ask Qi Mansu, but as time went on, it gradually became an affirmative tone.

Seeing her current state, Qi Mansu looked at her somewhat helplessly and said, ”Let bygones be bygones. Even if you remember, what can you do?”

”Huang Ping, don't force yourself to remember what happened last night. Let's not think about it after it's over, okay? My hand is fine too, so I won't blame you. You don't have to blame yourself, okay? ”

When Huang Ping heard him say this, the corner of her eyes immediately flowed with tears. She looked at Qi Mansu and slowly shook her head: ”Manchu, did I make a huge fool of myself last night?”

Qi Mansu saw that she was constantly investigating what had happened last night, so she said while looking at her with a little difficulty: ”Huang Ping, I don't recall anything, please don't think about it anymore, okay?”

”Nothing happened last night. After you got drunk, I took you home. Nothing happened, and you didn't make a fool of yourself.”

Huang Ping, however, did not believe it. She knew what her wine looked like, as long as she drank too much, her memories would be shortened. There were many things that she would not remember.

So when she heard Qi Mansu's words, she pointed to the scar on her hand and asked with a wry smile: ”Manchu, if it's really like you said, then where did the scar on your hand come from? 'If I was truly obedient and got drunk, letting you send me home, then why would Secretary Chen appear in my memories? '

Hearing Huang Ping's words, Qi Mansu frowned slightly, and asked while looking at her: ”You remembered it all? Do you remember that Secretary Chen went to a bar before? ”

”No, I can't remember all the complete events, but I can only remember some fragments, scattered and fragmented. I don't even know what exactly they were.” Huang Ping said as he furrowed his brows.

Seeing that she was continuously forcing herself, Qi Mansu sighed, ”Huang Ping, why are you forcing yourself like this? ”Remember what happened last night. Is that important to you?”

Huang Ping nodded her head firmly at Qi Mansu: ”Very important, Manchu. I want to know what exactly happened last night. I want to know how much of a disgrace I felt last night.”

After Qi Mansu heard this, she looked at her in confusion and asked: ”Why? Other people would be eager to forget how embarrassing things they've done before. Why do you have to remember them? '