Chapter 122: Second World: Drunk Confidence

There only a few words to describe Wen Qinxi 'drunk, drunk and drunk'. The omega was so inebriated that everyone had a good show. He insulted everyone and everything that was before he got himself into involved in another ridiculous game which he started. 

"Wa-wa-.....haha...Xie Xie, you have never waxed before? Let me fuckin see?" said a tipsy Tong crouching down with great difficulty while pulling up Zhao Xieshu's pant leg.

Wen Qinxi was casually slouching against Xiao Hua with his legs on the couch while taking another shot. He then laughed out loud watching the drunk Tong struggle. "Hahaha, you are so fuckin drunk! Let me....haha let me do it," he said as he stumbled forward reaching out for his pant leg with much effort as the drunk omegas joined in the laughter.

"Oh shit! That's so much hair....hahaha you look like a fuckin bear!" said Hauidan reaching out touch Zhao Xieshu's exposed leg.

Pa! This was the sound that could be heard as Hauidan sucked in a breath after being smacked. "Haha.....where you think you are fuckin touching? Yo-you can't afford this," said Wen Qinxi with his voice drowned in vibrant laughter. Actually, his legs weren't hairy at all but the omegas were just too drunk.

Teng suddenly ran in with some ladies carrying in soft wax causing Xiao Hua to involuntarily flinch recalling the horrifying pain. "Are you sure about this?" asked Xiao Hua gently brushing away the blonde strands of hair blocking Zhao Xieshu's face. He knew his best friend was afraid of pain and might regret this tomorrow but he really wanted to distract Xieshu from his heartbreak.

"Let's do this," said Wen Qinxi with a light chuckle as he placed his head on Xiao Hua's lap, "one more shot then we can start." Xiao Hua gave him a shot of liquor as the lady applied a generous amount of the soft wax on Zhao Xieshu's leg. 

'Boss, l would have to advise you against this,' said Jolie but in truth, it couldn't wait to hear Wen Qinxi's agonizing screams.

'My leg is numb from the alcohol. I will be fine,' he said to the system but the sharp pain that followed when that vile woman ruthlessly pulled the strip off had him cursing out loud while burying his head in Xiao Hua's abdomen.

"Fuck! Who fuckin suggested this!" sobering up for a split second. While Wen Qinxi was screaming like a woman in labour, Qie Ranzhe suddenly opened the door his face flushed paired with heavy breathing. It was obvious he had run all the way here only to be met by such a scene.

Zhao Xieshu was comfortably nestling on Xiao Hua's lap as though natural while the pink-haired omega was playfully running his fingers in the prince's hair the both of them laughing about something. The longer his presence went unnoticed the more sullen he felt with his gaze fixed on Zhao Xieshu as though saying 'notice me'.

The Marshal gulped down a jar of vinegar with his face contorted in such a way that showed contempt for Xiao Hua he just wanted to grab Zhao Xieshu and take him away as to where he was taking him, anywhere would be fine. Omega with an omega though rare wasn't impossible which he didn't discriminate but wasn't going to tolerate it if it was Zhao Xieshu. With a pinched expression pressing his lips flat, he walked over interrupting their fun saying, "Xie Xie let's go."

Wen Qinxi sat up straight staggering along the way with Xiao Hua supporting him by the waist. Flustered, Qie Ranzhe pursed his lips looking away suppressing his rage but soon set his gaze back on Zhao Xieshu when he heard the tone of address. "Brothers-in-law you have lost the right to call me Xie Xie," beckoning Qie Ranzhe to leave.

Qie Ranzhe was baffled wondering what earned him such a ridiculous title. Why in the world would he call him that? "What brother-in-law? Are you so drunk that you are making up things?"

Seeing how genuinely confused he was, Teng messed with his communicator before a 5D image filled the room showing the Marshal's romantic rendezvous at the fancy restaurant. At this moment, he realised he had been played by Zhao Huangzhi unsure whether he should laugh or cry. He had never led her on or promised her anything apart for being nice to her yet she turned around and pull off such a stunt. Is this why Zhao Xieshu was drinking himself to death? Was he jealous? 

"What engagement? I don't like Zhao Huangzhi in that way. Now stop messing around and let's go," he said just as the screen disappeared. Even after watching that he still couldn't understand how that equalled getting engaged. He walked forward hoping to assist Zhao Xieshu and take him home. 

Wen Qinxi looked at him with a face pinker than usual squinting his eyes saying, "Not going l am not done here, Can't you se-, fuuuuccccckkkkkk!" A long thread of a curse word followed right after the evil lady waxed off the last strip. Wen Qinxi unknowingly grabbed for Qie Ranzhe's hand and squeezed it with so much strength. If it had been an omega or beta's hand it would have been badly bruised.

Qie Ranzhe couldn't understand what was the point of doing all this. He felt his heart twist in pain seeing how red his leg was. Distressed, he effortlessly picked up Zhao Xieshu carrying him out over his shoulder scolding the prince. "Haven't you hurt yourself enough," he said heading for the exit.

Qie Ranzhe faintly heard Xiao Hua yelling after him saying, "Marshal please take care of him." Why would Xiao Hua say that to him? Of course, he would take care of this omega, Prince Xieshu was extremely important to him.

Qie Ranzhe carefully placed the drunk prince in the car and letting the driver set off when he was sure Zhao Xieshu was comfortable. In tacit understanding, the driver raised the partition divider in the car giving the marshal his privacy. Wen Qinxi had his cold gaze fixed on Qie Ranzhe with a quizzical expression that made the Marshal feel anxious. He nervously bit his lip glancing sideways at Zhao Xieshu. 'Why is looking at me like that?' thought Qie Ranzhe feeling a little bashful. He couldn't hold back anymore asking, "What?"

Wen Qinxi kept staring at him with an intense gaze asking, "So you and Zhao Huangzhi there is really nothing?"

Qie Ranzhe stared right back at him responding earnestly, "Mn, there is nothing. How about you and Xiao Hua?"

The intense eye contact lingered between the two people for a second longer igniting an air of reckless enigma. Wen Qinxi couldn't bear it anymore pursing his lips with a smile saying, "There is nothing, we are close friends. Why you want to know?"

Qie Ranzhe finally looked away concealing a satisfied smile. "The same reason you wanted to know about Zhao Huangzhi," nervously rubbing his palms together. 

Wen Qinxi sighed while lazily placing his exposed leg on Qie Ranzhe's lap saying, "What do you think? It was so fuckin painful so it better look good."

Qie Ranzhe was startled at first with his entire body taut but seeing how nonchalant Zhao Xieshu was, he swallowed hard relaxing a little. He hesitantly placed his hand on the prince's leg which was as red as a lobster while opening a medical compartment and taking out some soothing cream. Wen Qinxi unconsciously shuddered as the cool feeling spread all throughout his leg causing goosebumps to form all over his body.

"You don't need to do this. Your legs are fine the way they are," said Qie Ranzhe gently rubbing his fingertips against Zhao Xieshu's skin motivated by the prince's reaction to his touch.

Wen Qinxi couldn't help but laugh in his drunken stupor, "Marshal where have you seen my legs before?"

Feeling wronged Qie Ranzhe explained himself in a heist. "During sports in high school when you wore shorts," while letting go of his leg.