Initially, Xu Wennuan and the others continued entertaining themselves. Later, however, her interest gradually waned, and she leaned against the couch and listened to other people talk with a smile on her face. She picked up her wine glass from the table and took a sip.
She soon finished her wine and picked up the bottle to pour herself more when her gaze involuntarily drifted toward where Lu Bancheng was standing. He was clad in a navy Western suit and surrounded by a few people. His trademark smile was hanging on his handsome face and, under the colorful lights in the private room, he looked extravagant like the male lead from a television series.
The two of them were well aware that they were in the same room, and the distance between them was not more than 25 feet; however, in this moment, Xu Wennuan suddenly felt that he was very far away from her world.
Her initially downcast feelings became even more so. She retracted her gaze, picked up the bottle of wine again, and haphazardly filled half her glass. She then lifted it to her lips and tilted her head back, downing it in one gulp. The cool liquid and burning sensation not only failed to improve her mood but also depressed her even more. She poured herself yet another glass.
Xu Wennuan could not remember how much wine she had consumed. She only set her glass aside when she felt her abdomen start throbbing with a dull pain. She stood up, using the couch as support, and held her stomach with one hand while walking out of the private room and to the restroom in her high heels.
When she emerged from the restroom, the pain in her abdomen had worsened. Xu Wennuan did not return to the private room. Instead, she found a waiter and asked for a glass of hot water and then sat down on a chair in the lounge. Her abdomen was hurting severely, and she placed her arms on the table before her and rested her head on them.
A few seconds later, she heard footsteps approaching. As the pain had made her senses fuzzy, she thought it was the waiter who had come to deliver her hot water, and she didn't bother to raise her head. She waited until the glass was placed on the table before saying, "Thank you."
Then, she struggled to lift her head from her arms and was just about to reach out for the glass of water when a box of digestive medicine was pushed toward her. Xu Wennuan frowned and stared at the hand that lingered on the box. She looked at it quietly for a moment before her gaze trailed up those long, slender fingers. When her eyes landed on Lu Bancheng's handsome face, she froze.
Isn't he in the private room? Why is he here? And the digestive medicine… The package hasn't even been opened. Did he just buy it?
All kinds of doubts had just flashed through Xu Wennuan's mind when she discovered that the man's chest was heaving heavily. It was winter, but there was a sheen of perspiration on his forehead and a few strands of wet hair matted to his face. It was obvious that he had been exerting himself.
Did he just run out to buy medicine for me? The pharmacies near the Majestic Clubhouse are at least a quarter mile away...
Because she had spent too much time in thought, Lu Bancheng took the initiative to speak first. While panting slightly, he said, "I saw you holding your abdomen and going to the restroom just now, so I figured your stomach was probably hurting, and I went to get some medicine."
After a pause, Lu Bancheng said, "Quickly take it. You'll feel much better." With that, he picked up the box and opened it for her.