The crew-cut guy breaking the glass created quite a commotion.
Gu Xuan’s shirt was soaked by the spilled liquor, and her best friend was startled, instinctively grabbing Gu Xuan’s arm tightly.
The bar manager arrived upon hearing the noise, demanding fiercely, “Who is causing trouble in our shop?”
However, when the manager clearly saw what the person causing trouble looked like, he instantly deflated.
The crew-cut guy was a relative of their boss’s family and couldn’t be provoked. Even if he brought several friends to their shop to sponge off them for free, they wouldn’t dare say anything.
“Ah… Everyone, don’t be angry. Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth.”
Everyone watched with wide eyes as the bar manager pulled off a Sichuan opera face-changing act.
“There’s nothing that can’t be resolved through discussion. If this glass is broken, then it’s broken. That waiter! Bring a broom and clean this place up!”
The crew-cut guy narrowed his eyes, his wretched gaze constantly lingering on Gu Xuan’s body.
Relying on his connections, he recklessly rubbed Gu Xuan’s face with a finger.
“Easy to discuss, as long as these two beauties are willing to play with me.”
Gu Xuan slapped the crew-cut guy’s hand away, standing up intending to confront him.
However, the alcohol effect surged up at this moment, her entire body feeling hot, and rising suddenly left her dizzy and lightheaded, so she could only barely support herself against the table.
Several rich kids couldn’t help letting out teasing laughter.
The crew-cut guy licked his lips. Having been rejected repeatedly, his patience was completely exhausted, “Refusing a gentle offer, you really choose to do things the hard way instead of the easy way.”
He directly reached out to drag Gu Xuan, but before he could touch her, his wrist was grabbed by someone.
Song Wan asked with a insincere smile, “How much per catty?”
The crew-cut guy was utterly confused, “What how much per catty, who the hell are you!”
“I asked how pork is sold, how much per catty.”
“No, are you sick? Where is there pork here!”
Song Wan tightly gripped the crew-cut guy’s wrist without letting him break free, “Isn’t there a salted pig trotter right here?”
Song Wan’s voice was clear and crisp, not loud, but in the bar right now, except for the music still playing from the sound system, everyone else was silent.
Someone in the surroundings couldn’t hold back and let out a laugh.
The crew-cut guy’s face turned green and red by turns, and he yanked his hand away from Song Wan, “Damn it, you dare to insult me?”
Failing to find anything handy, the crew-cut guy directly snatched a wine bottle from the neighboring table and pointed the bottom of the bottle at Song Wan.
Du Bingqiao took a look at this.
“Hey, what do you mean by this? Want to compare who knows how to smash wine bottles better, is that it?”
After speaking, unwilling to show weakness, he picked up a wine bottle as well.
The bar manager felt his head growing two sizes bigger, smiling bitterly as he looked at these living ancestors.
The crew-cut guy hadn’t expected another helper to pop up. The originally five-against-two situation instantly turned into five-against-four.
Song Wan and Du Bingqiao stood in front of the booth, blocking the two girls behind them.
Among the rich kids, someone recognized Du Bingqiao, as his head of red hair was truly too recognizable.
“Bro, this guy seems to be the one from the Du family,” the crew-cut guy was tugged by the friend beside him.
The one from the Du family?
The crew-cut guy looked at Du Bingqiao with uncertainty and suspicion.
Although his family had a bit of money, compared to those true prominent families in Jingcheng, it was simply using a cannon to blast mosquitoes.
This Du Bingqiao was also famous in Jingcheng, and everyone said this guy was inseparable from that second-generation ancestor from the Song family all day long. Then could the person beside him be the notorious Song Wan?
The crew-cut guy shivered, his brain snapping awake.
Just the surnames of the Du and Song families placed there were already enough for them to take a heavy hit.
He stared at Song Wan with sinister eyes, reluctantly dropping the wine bottle with a lowered hand, “Just you wait for me.”
Leaving behind harsh words, the crew-cut guy turned around and kicked open the bar door.
With the cold wind howling outside, he led a few friends and sauntered away.
“Blegh, Cough cough cough!”
By the road outside the bar, Gu Xuan leaned against a utility pole trying to vomit.
She dry-heaved a few times without being able to throw up, and dizzily squatted side by side with Song Wan by the road.
Du Bingqiao and the other girl had gone to buy water.
Song Wan’s gaze glanced at Gu Xuan for the thirteenth time. Seeing her squatting in the wind wearing her half-dry shirt, he eventually sighed helplessly, took off his outer coat, and draped it over her head.
Gu Xuan froze, a head popping out from beneath the coat, flashing a foolish and silly smile at Song Wan, “Thank you, little Wanwan.”
A layer of goosebumps rose all over Song Wan, and he messily grabbed a handful of his hair, “Don’t call me that.”
He hadn’t originally intended to meddle in this matter, and had even wanted to directly drag Du Bingqiao away.
Yet for some unknown reason, looking at Gu Xuan’s eyes, he suddenly thought of Gu Jingzhou.
Both of their eyes were light brown, but Gu Xuan had round almond eyes, while Gu Jingzhou’s eye shape was long and narrow, his eyelids narrow, and his iris color fainter, making him appear much colder.
Song Wan swore that his stepping in was purely because the male protagonist was late to appear, absolutely without any other reason.
Furthermore, Gu Xuan was Gu Jingzhou’s sister. In the off-chance that something really happened tonight and Gu Jingzhou investigated later, discovering he had been on the scene watching with folded arms…
Song Wan rubbed his arms, unable to bear continuing to make hypotheses.
The weather was quite cold tonight. Before long, Song Wan’s hands were frozen red, and his legs felt somewhat numb from squatting.
Not far away, a man and a woman out for a stroll were slowly walking toward this side.
Song Wan only felt the light from the streetlight above dim slightly, followed by a “clinking” sound, a coin landing in front of him.
Song Wan: “…”
“Young people nowadays, oh my, clearly having hands and feet, yet not knowing to go find a job.”
“Sigh, don’t say that, what if people lost their wallet and have no other choice?”
Song Wan stood up abruptly from the ground, pulling up Gu Xuan beside him as well while he was at it.
Gu Xuan’s body swayed, grabbing onto the utility pole beside her.
Song Wan scratched the tip of his nose awkwardly, “Why did you come here to drink today, what happened?”
It was fine without mentioning this, but the moment it was mentioned, Gu Xuan immediately grabbed Song Wan’s hand and wailed loudly, “Waaaah, I had a broken heart!”
Song Wan couldn’t handle girls crying the most. Not knowing how to comfort her, he hurriedly pulled out a tissue from his pocket, “Y-You don’t cry first, speak slowly.”
When Du Bingqiao and the other girl returned, they saw Gu Xuan holding Song Wan and howling.
“Wanwan, do you think he doesn’t have me in his heart at all! Why doesn’t he come to coax me!”
Both of Song Wan’s hands were restrained, his entire person freezing in place.
What on earth is all this…
Gu Xuan had happily invited her classmates to attend her weekend party, but Jiang Shen not only failed to praise her, but instead reminded her not to become arrogant and complacent just because she scored ninety points.
Gu Xuan had been doused with a bucket of cold water and felt very displeased. Having been in a cold war with Jiang Shen for a few days without Jiang Shen coming to coax her, she went to a bar in a fit of anger.
“Alright, alright, how about you wipe your tears first?” Song Wan held her up to prevent her from leaning over into the main road.
Gu Xuan was around the same age as Song Wan’s younger female cousin, and having been protected too well by Gu Jingzhou over these years, her mindset also seemed somewhat immature, representing two extremes with her brother.
For no apparent reason, Song Wan was treated by Gu Xuan as a good best friend to vent to for a long time. He pinched the bridge of his nose; this was somewhat different from what he had envisioned.
“I’ll call Gu Jingzhou to come pick you up.”
Song Wan awkwardly pulled out his phone with one hand.
“Don’t!” Gu Xuan hurriedly reached out to cover the phone screen, “Don’t tell my brother, he’s already busy enough every day, I can go back myself.”
After speaking, she pushed Song Wan away, staggered two steps forward, and accurately planted herself into the bushes nearby.
Song Wan remained silent.
Du Bingqiao was dumbfounded.
An hour later, the Gu family mansion’s doorbell rang.
Song Wan delivered the goods to the door, dumping the groggy Gu Xuan at the doorway, and after ringing the doorbell, found a spot to hide.
Before long, the Gu family’s servant came to open the door.
“Miss!”
The Gu family’s grand mansion combined with a Chinese-style garden. A full moon was reflected in the center of the square pond, with various precious plants and trees planted around, making the entire courtyard quiet and secluded.
Gu Jingzhou suffered from long-term insomnia and habitually processed work late into the night.
He was currently looking over a document when the study door sounded two light knocks.
“Enter.”
The housekeeper cautiously pushed the door open and walked in, “Eldest Young Master, Miss has returned.”
Gu Jingzhou had metal-framed glasses resting on the bridge of his nose, with a slight look of fatigue under his eyes, “Understood, tell her to rest early.”
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, “Miss drank a lot of alcohol tonight, and just now collapsed at the doorway alone. It’s unknown who delivered her back.”
“However, Miss had an outer coat draped over her.”
The fingertip Gu Jingzhou used to turn the page paused, only then raising his gaze from behind the lenses.
The housekeeper brought out the coat held in his arms.
Gu Jingzhou recognized whose outer coat this was with a single glance.
He had just met the owner of this coat during the daytime.
“Eldest Young Master, then how should this clothing be handled?” the housekeeper asked.
Gu Jingzhou lowered his eyelids, a shallow crease at the corner of his eyes.
“Leave it here.”