460 The Secret About the Past 78 (1/2)

Upon arriving at the nightclub, she parked her car by the entrance and alighted to go inside.

”Were you the one who called me?”

”Yes, yes. He's over there,” said the waiter, pointing at a couch.

Jin Qingyue stepped forward to see that Ling Ciye was lying on the couch, reeking of alcohol and drunk out of his senses.

”I realized that he was unconscious and thus decided to search him for his mobile phone. I then called a random number from his contacts list. Miss, please pay for his alcohol bill.”

”Alright.” Jin Qingyue whipped out her purse to get the tab with her credit card.

The waiter then assisted her in helping him into the backseat of her car.

Jin Qingyue was exhausted and panting heavily from supporting the weight of Ling Ciye, who was rather heavy due to his 1.85-meter stature.

Jin Qingyue was at a sudden loss of where to take him to.

Thinking it would be a little inappropriate to bring him to Wei Ni Estate, she decided to send him back to his place after much consideration.

Jin Qingyue was aware that he had a few houses in the city and thus decided to bring him to the one nearest to the nightclub.

She parked the car below the estate.

Jin Qingyue alighted and opened the back doors. ”Brother Ciye?” she called softly.

He refused to budge, not an inch at all.

Why did he even drink so much?

There's no need to get this drunk even if he's upset…

Just as she was about to help him out of her car, she lost her balance and sprawled herself across his body.

Jin Qingyue froze in shock and remained still as a statue.

She got up slowly and dragged him out of the car by his arm with all her might. She then slammed the door shut and walked him towards the lobby slowly, taking one step at a time.

Jin Qingyue was already exhausted and panting heavily by the time she entered the elevator.

They reached his doorstep when they exited the elevator. The door was locked with a passcode. Thus, she had no choice but to shake him vigorously to wake him up. ”Brother Ciye, what's the passcode to your door?”

Ling Ciye was in a trance with his eyes glassed over. He murmured a few numbers in a drunken stupor.

She punched the numbers onto the keypad and found that it was indeed the passcode.

Jin Qingyue was dog-tired by the time she finally helped him onto his bed.

She was breathing heavily and gasping for air.

There was nothing in his kitchen at all, and the refrigerator was empty as well. It seemed he rarely returned to this apartment.

Jin Qingyue proceeded to boil some water.

After taking a few sips, she poured him a glass of water and left it to cool on the table beside his bed.

She switched on the air conditioner and helped him remove his shoes before tucking him into a comfortable position in the bed and pulling the duvet over him.

”Brother Ciye, you've had too much to drink. You'll feel better after having some water…” Jin Qingyue said softly while kneeling beside his bed.

She thought that he had already fallen asleep. To her surprise, he opened his eyes.

Jin Qingyue straightened her back and muttered, ”Um… the tea is still a little hot, wait for it to cool before drinking some. I'm going back now.”

”Drive safe on the road,” he said sluggishly in a hoarse voice.

Jin Qingyue nodded and turned around to close the bedroom door before leaving his place.

Once she got into the car, she cocked her head sideways and began blushing upon recalling the scene earlier.

Having seen all sorts of liberal forms of affection when she was abroad, she was not innocent and inexperienced in relationships. Besides, she had once been married and had a child of her own.

By right, it should not have been a big deal to her at all.

The scene earlier ran through her mind continuously.

It had indeed frightened her.

Could it be that she had begun harboring feelings for him?