Chapter 8

Ji Qixuan endured the excruciating pain, wanting to stand up, but he had not completely left the bed yet, when Zeng Wei Yi suddenly pressed him back onto the bed, holding a box in one hand and beginning to untie the belt of his bathrobe with the other hand

After hanging up the phone, Ji Qixuan returned to his room to prepare for a bath. He sniffed the scent on his body, furrowing his brows in displeasure, and without a word, he directly took off his clothes.

At this moment, Zeng Weiwei was pinching Ji Qixuan's pert bottom...

Ji Qixuan clenched the ointment tightly in his palm, suddenly realizing that his actions resembled those of the reckless youth from years ago, as if he were merely a pawn in Zeng Wei's hands. She was inherently a heartless woman, only concerned with her own feelings. If he continued to indulge her whims, he thought that marrying her might be in vain. He suddenly sat by Zeng Wei's bedside and said in the dark of night: "Zeng Wei, apply the medicine for me"

I am afraid of you! Ji Qimin spat and directly picked up a bottle of unopened whiskey, taking a big gulp straight from the bottle.

Zeng Qianze looked at his beloved mother with a sense of entanglement. Zeng Wei had never drunk alcohol before, so he did not know how poor Zeng Wei's taste in alcohol was. However, even if his father was deceiving him and wanted to spend time alone with his mother, he did not mind.

Where did you touch! ? '' Ji Qixuan shouted.

As they were nearing home, Ji Qixuan hesitated repeatedly and decided to say to Zeng Qian: "Tonight, you will stay at your grandfather's house."

Zeng Wei Yi sat silently opposite Lin Mu Sen, watching him drink alone, his demeanor unusually somber. He absentmindedly picked up a small glass of whiskey in front of him and took a couple of sips

Ji Qimin stared blankly at this scene, having just let out a loud belch

Ji Qixuan, seeing his son so resilient, could not bear it and had no choice but to pull Zeng Wei over to lean against him. As soon as he was liberated, Zeng Qian immediately curled up in the corner, rubbing his bottom and complaining, "Mommy, why do you like to touch our bottoms just because you had a drink!"

Zeng Wei suddenly became half awake, nervously leaning closer, "Where does it hurt? Let me feel." As he spoke, he awkwardly attempted to touch the area covered by Ji Qixuan's hands.

This is truly a spectacular scene, with two seemingly slender women daring to drink Scottish whisky with an alcohol content of 40 degrees. Those who are unaware might think these two women are attempting to drink themselves to death, while those present who are aware of their drinking capacity cast sidelong glances, their eyes filled with skepticism.

Ji Qixuan pinched his temples and said, "I am here to support you; I am just worried that she will cause a scene. You still have school tomorrow"

Zeng Wei Yi was completely awake now, as if she had been electrocuted, immediately retracting her hand. However, she was very worried, keeping her hand suspended in the air, wanting to touch but not daring to. "Are you okay? I didn't mean to." Suddenly, as if she thought of something, she went barefoot to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.

Oh, have you become more restrained after getting married? Are you pretending to be a lady?" Ji Qimin looked at Zeng Weiyi with disdain, as if she were looking at a mouse droppings, expressing her contempt and disdain for her behavior of suddenly becoming obedient.

No matter how good one's alcohol tolerance is, one shouldn't drink like this, right? When the two of them slammed the empty bottles heavily on the table, they both burped in unison. Ji Qimin chuckled and said, "Who is really the strong one?"

Li Xiaoshan, after hearing this, desperately shook his head at Zhao Suyan, urging her to quickly shut her mouth and stop talking. Lin Musen, feeling too distressed, barely opened his tightly shut eyes, picked up the remaining wine on the table, took a large gulp, and suddenly stood up, saying, "I am going back"

The kind-hearted Ji Qixuan could not turn a blind eye and had no choice but to step towards Zeng Wei Yi's room. Upon entering Zeng Wei Yi's room, he saw Zeng Wei Yi sitting cross-legged on the bed, making a muffled sound, yet there were only traces of tears at the corners of his eyes, without a single tear falling. He simply kept his eyes closed, drowsy and on the verge of sleep.

Ji Qixuan endured and furrowed his brows, saying: "She likes to grab things when she is drunk." In fact, he could not understand why, no matter how she fell, she would always accurately pinch the buttocks of the person closest to her.

Li Xiaoshan and his wife unexpectedly and tacitly avoided Ji Qimin and Lin Musen

"Mother, although I am your son, I also have my dignity." Zeng Qian looked at Zeng Wei Yi, who was drunk and unconscious, with great dissatisfaction, as she held him in her arms without saying a word, while her hand continued to pinch his perky bottom

The driver first took the two individuals to their home in Shiau, and then took Zeng Qian to his grandfather's house

Ah! I... once only wanted to step forward and help him wipe his clothes, but my legs became weak and I started to lose control and fall. Fortunately, Ji Qixuan timely supported me, his expression was quite inscrutable.

So... he went straight to the bathroom to prepare for a shower. After coming out of the shower, someone outside the door was still in tears. Ji Qixuan was taken aback; his past experiences told him that this person usually did not cry for more than three minutes, yet it had been over ten minutes and they were still crying.

"Apply the medicine. If it swells, I will take you to the hospital." Zeng Weiyi moved slightly

Ji Qixuan took a deep breath, then exhaled deeply, feeling extremely helpless as he stepped forward, preparing to settle this "living dead" before going to rest. Just as he grasped her shoulders, intending to lay her down on the bed, unexpectedly, the only atypical drunken fighter began to kick. Perhaps she was also startled, acting out of self-protection, and with a knee strike, she hit him squarely in the groin. Ji Qixuan gasped, the pain causing him to collapse onto the bed, feeling a strong urge to roll around. He had just grasped her shoulders, intending to lay her down on the bed, when unexpectedly, the only atypical drunken fighter began to kick. Perhaps she was also startled, acting out of self-protection, and with a knee strike, she hit him squarely in the groin. Ji Qixuan gasped, the pain causing him to collapse onto the bed, feeling a strong urge to roll around.

Ji Qimin is quite familiar with Lin Musen and the others, but she only knows them and is unaware that among them is her brother's rival in love. When several people gather together, it is natural to raise a toast and drink. Ji Qimin has a very bold personality; she always drinks in one gulp and has an excellent tolerance for alcohol, able to remain sober after a thousand cups.

Wuwu... ... A ghostly wailing echoed from outside the door

"Please take care of my sister for a moment; I will take her home first," said the speaker, not allowing Zeng Wei to pause before pulling her out. Ji Qimin let out a loud burp and suddenly felt her stomach beginning to contract; she immediately went to the restroom

Li Xiaoshan noticed that there was no one around, and then turned his gaze to Lin Musen, who was leaning uncomfortably against the sofa due to having drunk too much. Li Xiaoshan couldn't help but sigh at the sight. Zhao Suyan, a straightforward woman, saw Lin Musen drowning his sorrows in alcohol and asked, "Could it be that you still have feelings for Zeng Weiyi?"

"Why haven't you changed your gossipy personality yet? So meddlesome." Li Xiaoshan shot her a glance.

Ji Qixuan supported Zeng Weiyi with one hand while calling Ji Qimin's driver with the other, asking him to wait to pick her up

Your mother has poor drinking habits, which must be causing you to lose sleep

Zeng Weiyi was someone who could not withstand provocation; once provoked, she became more anxious than anyone else. Without saying a word, she picked up a bottle and poured it directly into her mouth. While drinking, she cast a pair of challenging eyes at Ji Qimin, as if to say, "If you dare, drink like this too."

Zeng Wei originally just wanted to say something, to ask why. Unexpectedly, as soon as she opened her mouth, her stomach immediately contracted, and she felt the urge to vomit in front of Ji Qixuan. Ji Qixuan immediately received a yellow alert, wanting to dodge, but it was still too late. She completely lost control and retched, with the vomit splattering directly onto Ji Qixuan's high-end suit

Hey! The slightly intoxicated Ji Qimin began to lose her temper, shouting loudly as she handed her a bottle of whiskey

He nodded with a smile, "Alright, I haven't seen grandpa before."

The so-called drinking is an interaction, and Ji Qimin's interaction partner is Lin Musen, who drinks even more vigorously than Ji Qimin, leaving Li Xiaoshan stunned. It is well known that among the few of them, Lin Musen has a very poor tolerance for alcohol; generally speaking, a single bottle of wine would render him completely drunk and unconscious

Do you want to pinch my buttocks

What are you doing?" Ji Qixuan pressed down on her hand that was untying his bathrobe belt

One of the atypical instances of drunken debauchery was the outpouring of tears. Ji Qixuan was left in a daze, as multiple experiences had taught him that if he went, the consequences would be severe

Ji Qixuan sat beside Zeng Weiyi and said in a neither warm nor cold manner: "I will take you to the hotel to stay tonight"

Boom... Ji Qixuan felt his mind go blank, forgetting the pain. He grabbed Zeng Weiyi, who was rolling her eyes at him, and said such shameless words without the slightest hint of embarrassment or a racing heart. Ji Qixuan could only glare at her, his face flushed and his neck thick with anger.

Alright, alright. Zeng Wei Yi handed him the ointment, saying, "You apply the medicine yourself." After saying this, she nestled into the quilt, turned her back to him, and turned off the light by herself. In the darkness, Zeng Wei Yi lazily bid farewell, "Good night"

"Once was unique." Ji Qixuan, unable to endure any longer, shouted once more. Perhaps it was due to excessive anger or some other reason, but his ears turned red.

Why

In the past, she was as reckless as Ji Qimin, daring to drink directly from a bottle of high-proof whiskey. Now, having been sober for many years, she is unsure of her current tolerance and does not dare to drink as boldly as she once did

As soon as Ji Qixuan returned home, she threw Zeng Weiyi onto the bed in her own room, ignoring her, and busied herself with her own matters. She first called the property management company, requesting the maid to come to the house for cleaning tomorrow

"Wait a moment, leave the car keys behind. After drinking so much, you cannot drive." Li Xiaoshan timely pulled him back. Lin Musen took the keys out of his pocket, directly threw them onto the table, and then strode away.

"Hey, Zeng Weiyi, what are you sitting there for? Drinking?" Ji Qimin was completely confused, slamming the table and glaring. Zeng Weiyi felt somewhat uneasy; she did not want to drink, as she was well aware of her poor tolerance for alcohol. ... She would kick people, burst into tears, and had to hold onto something, otherwise, she would definitely go crazy ... . ... These drunken behaviors that ordinary people do not exhibit were simply ruining her image.

Zeng Weiyi squinted his eyes and sneered, "I have watched it countless times, what is there to be ashamed of? Not to mention touching it, I have even licked it."

Zhao Suyan leaned closer to her husband and asked, "Is it really true?"

She once covered her mouth, looking as if she wanted to vomit but was desperately holding it in. She had no strength to refute, and the remaining energy was only enough for her to breathe... It was truly unbearable. In the past, her alcohol tolerance was not as good as Ji Qimin's. She thought that since Ji Qimin had already drunk so much, a whole bottle would definitely be too much, but unexpectedly, it was she who couldn't handle even a whole bottle. After not drinking for six years, her tolerance had indeed declined.