Chapter 717: Anxious

Chapter 717: Anxious

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Qin Zhen felt anxious when he noticed Gu Shaoting hadn’t returned, but he couldn’t show it. Sitting there, he occasionally glanced at his phone, then at his watch, feeling increasingly restless.

No one knew his inner turmoil. He worried that Charlene might have gotten drunk and something bad could happen to her alone.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

So he stood up, intending to find Gu Shaoting and inform him that he had to leave for something urgent.

Just then, Gu Shaoting walked over, his steady gait indicating he was fine.

“What’s wrong? Everything okay?” Qin Zhen asked politely.

“Nothing, just had a bit too much tonight,” Gu Shaoting waved it off, feeling annoyed. He had been drowning his sorrows in alcohol, one drink after another, and had ended up getting drunk.

Fortunately, he managed to stop in time, washed his face, and sobered up a bit.

“Alright, I have urgent matters to attend to, can you manage on your own?” Qin Zhen’s tone was hurried, his face betraying his anxiety.



He continued walking inside, intending to ask the bartender.

That’s when he spotted a woman slumped over a table, seemingly intoxicated and unmoving.

He recognized her immediately as Charlene.

He approached her gently and whispered in her ear, “Charlene, wake up. I’ll take you home.”

Charlene, probably too intoxicated, just turned her head in another direction and waved her hand in the air, thinking it was a mosquito buzzing in her ear, then went back to sleep.

Qin Zhen sighed in resignation, then called over the waiter to pay the bill. He then lifted Charlene gently, one hand supporting her and the other holding her belongings.

Charlene snuggled into his arms, mumbled something, and then murmured, “Brother Gu...”



Qin Zhen’s steps halted, freezing in place. His expression was unreadable, his face somewhat grim.

“Charlene, look closely, I’m Qin Zhen, not Gu Shaoting,” Qin Zhen gritted his teeth.

“Heh... heh, you’re Brother Gu,” Charlene replied, wrapping her arms around his waist and acting coquettish.

Qin Zhen felt helpless, once again confirming that conversing with a drunkard was quite a hassle. It felt like talking to a brick wall.