Han Qing watched this message silently for a while before locking the screen and putting it away. He knew the temperament of his sister. The first part of the message was sent by her, but the tone of the last sentence was not like hers, and it was not difficult to guess the person who was with her at that moment. Little Bean, of course.
Heh! That little guy is such a little devil. Is he playing a prank on me? I’ll teach him a lesson when the time comes.
“Uhm…” Yan looked at Han Qing after she put her phone away. She looked like she was on the verge of saying something, but she stopped herself. Han Qing then looked at her expressionlessly. “What is it?”
“How many other guests do we have to toast?” Yan bit her lower lip and asked. After asking, she felt embarrassed. Would Han Qing think that she was impatient if she asked him this way?
“Are you tired too?” Han Qing asked her back instead of answering.
“No, not at all!” Yan shook her head as a reflex action while she flashed a polite and awkward smile. “My physique is quite good—I won’t be tired after such a short while. I’m just asking.”
She was exhausted, but she had no other choice. The dress that the maid prepared for her tonight had to be matched with these high heels, but she seemed to have put on some weight recently, so her feet became slightly wider. The heels fitted her perfectly before, but tonight, she had to force her feet into them.
After she forced her feet in, it felt alright. She had no problem getting up and walking for a while. But at this moment, after accompanying Han Qing to meet many businessmen, her feet were so painful that she could barely stand still. She whined internally as it felt like she would fall at any moment. However, Yan still forcibly endured the pain for Han Qing’s sake.
“How much alcohol can you take?” Han Qing looked at her while asking her.
After freezing for a while, Yan replied, “M-My tolerance is quite good. I won’t have a problem drinking for a while more.” She was afraid that Han Qing would drive her away.
As for Han Qing, he had been alone for many years. Apart from his sister, Han Muzi, Su Jiu was the closest female to him. Initially, Su Jiu admired him, but he was bad at romance, and his emotional intelligence was particularly low.
For example, when he asked someone a question, ‘yes’ meant ‘yes’, and ‘no’ meant ‘no’.
It was similar to the present situation. When he asked her if she was tired or not, it was not just a perfunctory question—it was a genuine one. When Yan mentioned that she was not tired and she could still drink, Han Qing thought that that was the case.
Therefore, for the next few moments, Yan could only suffer in silence.
While toasting the other businessmen, she endured the pain and dizziness while cursing herself internally, Why, oh why, did I dig a hole for myself? But… he is Han Qing after all. If he was another man, she would already have left.
“President Li.”
After another round of drinking, Yan drank a glass of wine again, and the person on the opposite side looked at her with a smile. “This young lady here can really drink! May I know who you are?”
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan couldn’t hold it anymore after drinking another glass of wine and stumbled forward.
The person who asked her the question immediately changed his expression. He quickly reached out to support her and her fragrance wafted into his senses. He was taken aback for a moment, and just as he was about to say something, a pair of big hands had reached out and taken Yan into his arms.
When the man raised his head, he saw that the person who held Yan was Han Qing, who indifferently led her to him and let Yan lean on his shoulders. He then asked in a deep voice, “Are you all right?”
Yan came back to her senses when she heard Han Qing’s voice and slowly raised her head to look at him hazily.
W-Why can’t I see clearly? Yan looked around blankly and rubbed her eyes as she tried to look at the person in front of her.
She was probably drunk. Her eyes were misty, and she stared at him for a long time. Usually, she wouldn’t even dare to look at him for a second more. Since she had kissed him twice, she immediately hid when she saw Han Qing, not unlike a mouse seeing a cat. Now that she was like this, there was only one explanation—she was drunk.
Han Qing remembered her previous words, and now he could only shake his head. “If you can’t drink, you should’ve just told me. Why must you act tough? President Li, I’m sorry, I have to send her back to rest first. Please help yourself.”
“Sure.” President Li smiled as he watched them leave.
After all, Yan was Han Muzi’s friend, so Han Qing took good care of her. He held her slender arms and prepared to send her to the guest room to rest. After walking for a while, the alcohol had finally settled down in her stomach.
Yan was so drunk that she couldn’t recall the date at that moment. She resisted moving forward and was even unwilling to leave. “I am not walking anymore. Not! Going! To! Walk!”
Han Qing was speechless. He felt troubled as the young woman in front of him actually sat down on the cold floor. As she was wearing a skirt, when she sat down, a pair of fair, slender legs became exposed. It was quite eye-catching.
Han Qing looked away subconsciously, but he was worried that passersby would see her this way. After thinking for a moment, he took off his coat and covered her.
“Stand up,” he spoke with an air of authority that did not allow anyone to reject him.
Yan pouted resentfully. “I can’t get up! My feet hurt!”
Han Qing narrowed his eyes. “Your feet hurt?”
At this moment, Yan was like a little girl. She pointed to her feet with teary eyes. “The shoes are too small. My feet hurt!”
Han Qing looked down at her feet and found that the shoes were indeed too small. They were grasping onto her feet tightly, and the area caught by the flesh had obvious red marks. Upon seeing this, he frowned.
“It hurts,” Yan complained again pitifully. Then, she reached out to pull the shoes off her feet. When Han Qing saw her abrupt movements, he instantly rebuked, “Don’t move!”
Yan ignored him and tried to remove the shoes again, causing Han Qing’s tone to become a little harsher. Meanwhile, he held her hand to stop her. “Didn’t I tell you not to move?”
“Oh, okay.” His tone was too fierce, so Yan didn’t dare to move anymore.
Han Qing lowered his head and held her fair ankle. Then, he slowly took off her shoes for her. Since the shoe had been stuck to her feet so tightly, no matter which way he took it off, it would hurt. The only thing he could do was to do it lightly so that he wouldn’t worsen her pain.
Yan burst into tears because of the pain and shouted, “Be gentler. Oh, please be gentler! Ah!”
Han Qing was focusing hard on trying to take off her shoes, so he didn’t pay attention to what she was yelling. Instead, he frowned tightly. Finally, both shoes were taken off.
He raised his head, only to find that Yan’s eyes were red from crying, and she stared at him resentfully.
Han Qing pursed his lips and asked, “Did it hurt?” Could it be that he was too rough just now?
Yan nodded.
“Bear with it for a while. After a while, it won’t hurt anymore.”
“No.” Yan pursed her lips. “It still hurts.”
“Then what do you want me to do?”
Yan suddenly said something astonishing, “Why don’t you kiss me? If you kiss me… it won’t hurt anymore.”
