Furthermore, at the restaurant, the more Liu Ruo Qing drank, the more uncomfortable she felt. Originally, she wanted to get herself a little drunk so that she wouldn't think about the stupid thing that happened between Yan Yuan and Yun Ai.
However, the more he drank, the clearer his heart became, and the clearer his heart became, the more sorrowful he felt.
Drinking a mouthful of wine, he looked towards Yan Jue and said: "Eighth brother, once you have an imperial concubine in the future, will you still be thinking about other women?"
Yan Jue stopped drinking for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Liu Ruo Qing, and muttered in his heart.
He even said that he wasn't angry and didn't want me to mention Ol 'Nine.
"I definitely won't. As an eighth brother, I'm the most devoted to relationships."
After saying his piece, he paused for a moment, glanced at Liu Ruo Qing, and emphasized, "The men of our Yan family are all very professional."
"Haha …"
Liu Ruo Qing sarcastically sneered, as her drunken state thickened. "Bullshit! The men of your Yan family are the worst. "
"…"
Yan Jue was speechless!
That damned girl actually dared to say he was farting! How dare he say that the man from Yan Clan was not a thing?
If someone else were to hear it, she would definitely lose her head.
Alright, seeing that you are in a bad mood, This King will forgive you.
"Who's not a thing?"
"Of course it's that smelly Yan Yuan. He's still thinking about the pot even while eating. I hate him so much."
Liu Ruo Qing also did not realize that Yan Jue was trying to trick her, so he directly said it out loud.
"Eat, drink! What are you stopping for?"
Seeing Yan Jue stopping, Liu Ruo Qing urged him, and he took his wine pot to start drinking again.
"Alright, stop drinking. It's getting late, let's go home."
Yan Jue stood up and helped her up from the chair, "Come, listen to me, eighth brother will send you back."
"I don't want it! I don't want to go back. "
Liu Ruo Qing struggled out of Yan Jue's grasp, grabbed his clothes and said: "Eighth brother, if you are a brother, then come drink with me."
She continued to struggle and drink from Yan Jue's hands. Just as Yan Jue was about to stop her, she saw that right below the window, Yan Yuan was pacing back and forth expressionlessly.
Yan Jue's eyes suddenly lit up, and a trace of laughter flashed past his eyes. "Brat, you're finally here."
He laughed and retracted his gaze, then said to Liu Ruo Qing who was still a little restless: "Alright, alright, if you want to drink, continue drinking. I won't accompany you, I'll leave first."
"Don't go, eighth brother, don't go …"
Yan Jue ignored her and quickly went downstairs.
Liu Ruo Qing was not very happy as she laid on the table. She opened her drunken eyes and muttered, "The men of the Yan family are the worst, one eating and thinking in a pot, and another not even drinking with me, and another …"
She suddenly giggled, "There's another one …" I may have to chop off my head in the future. "
She picked up her glass and shook it in front of her.
Her vision was blurry.
"If you don't drink with me, I'll drink by myself …"
His eyes were bloodshot.
Yan Yuan's footsteps were lingering outside the restaurant when he saw Yan Jue coming out with a smile.
Meeting Yan Jue here, and seeing the ridiculing smile at the corner of his eyes, Yan Yuan's face turned awkward.
"Stinking brat, I knew you wouldn't let her go."
"Who said I can't let her go? I just happened to pass by."
His eyes flickered as he avoided the ridicule in Yan Jue's eyes, and asked awkwardly.
"Is that so? "Then where are you going now?"
Yan Jue did not plan to believe Yan Yuan's words. Seeing that he was still insisting on maintaining his dignity, he was not going to let him off so easily.
Yan Yuan frowned, annoyed. "What are you doing outside so late, why aren't you going back to your Prince Lu's Mansion, where do you care?"
Yan Jue raised his eyebrows, he was not angry, thinking back to how Liu Ruo Qing was still drinking upstairs, he did not plan to joke with Yan Yuan, and said: "Don't push it too hard, she was drunk inside, and had a huge disagreement with you, even our Yan family's man has been harmed. Quickly go up and take a look, I'll be leaving first."
After saying that, Yan Jue left in front of him.
When Yan Yuan heard that Liu Ruo Qing was drunk, his brows furrowed even more. However, he could not let her go, so he stood outside the door hesitantly, then immediately walked in.
When Uncle Liu saw Yan Yuan coming in, he quickly went up to him with a smile, "Young Master, you're here."
"Mm, where's your boss?"
"The boss is upstairs, please, Young Master."
Uncle Liu was preparing to lead the way, but was stopped by Yan Yuan, "I'll go up myself."
"Yes."
Yan Yuan went up to the second floor and saw Liu Ruo Qing sitting in a seat close to the window. Her body was leaning on the table and she was still holding her wine cup and drinking.
"What's there to be proud of? The person beside me that isn't lacking in men is the person that is most important to me. What do you think Yan Yuan is worth? I don't care about you at all."
He heard her swearing at him, and his heart was full of fire, but he was too drunk to bother with her.
"You think about other men, but you still have the nerve to blame me?"
He scowled, muttered, and started toward her.
Just as Liu Ruo Qing was about to raise her wine cup to her mouth, she was snatched away by someone else.
She frowned unhappily and turned around. "Who is it? Why are you snatching my wine?"
Her face was full of drunkenness, the alcohol had made her entire face flush red. When she saw Yan Yuan, her eyes instantly lit up.
Yan Yuan caught it in an instant.
When she was drunk, she could still feel joy in his heart, and most of Yan Yuan's anger had immediately dissipated.
Just as she was about to speak, she suddenly saw her giggling and supported herself on the table to walk in front of Yan Yuan, suddenly extending her hands and tightly grabbing onto his neck.
His heart suddenly softened. Before he could say anything, Liu Ruo Qing had already taken a step forward, "Hehe, Eighth brother, you're back to accompany me …"
The smell of alcohol in his mouth assaulted his nose. At the same time Yan Yuan frowned, his face also instantly turned black.
Could it be that the glimmer of light in her eyes when she saw him was because she regarded him as Ol 'Eight?
"I knew you were the most loyal one …"
She let out a burp, "To express my gratitude, I … I'm going to kiss... "I'll give you a kiss …"
After saying that, she moved her mouth closer.
Yan Yuan's face turned black like charcoal.
He actually dared to kiss another man!
Next time, he definitely wouldn't let this damned girl get drunk again.
It was a good thing that he was here this time. If it was really Number Eight, would she really kiss him?
Damn it!
In his heart, Yan Yuan cursed loudly, wishing that he could ruthlessly beat Yan Jue up.
"Come, eighth brother, let me kiss …" "Kiss …"
Yan Yuan was so infuriated by her that he didn't know where to go anymore. He could only pick her up helplessly and walk down the stairs.
"Eighth brother, where are you taking me? I … I won't return to King Jing Palace, I … I hate that smelly bastard Yan Yuan the most, you … "Don't carry me away …"