Lin Xu returned from watching the movie; it was already 11 p.m.
The butler and servants had all gone to rest, and most of the lights in the villa were turned off, leaving only a single incandescent bulb on in the living room.
âZeqiu?â Lin Xu saw Ji Zeqiu lying on the couch, her expression one of surprise, âWhy are you lying here and not sleeping in your room?â
She approached and smelled the alcohol on him, her eyebrows knitting slightly.
Was he drunk?
Ji Zeqiu heard the voice and lethargically opened his eyes.
Seeing the familiar figure, his thin lips pursed, and he wrapped his arms around her, alcohol clouding his judgment. He buried his head in her stomach and sounded somewhat displeased, âWhy did you come back so late? Was the movie that good?â
He had been waiting on the couch for an hour or two, only for Mother to return.
And she was laughing so happily.
The more Ji Zeqiu thought about it, the angrier he got, feeling he hadnât scolded Ji Tingyang enough earlier that evening.
âIt was not bad,â Lin Xu rubbed his head, âIf you want to see it too, next time youâre free, we can go to the cinema together, okay?â
Ji Zeqiuâs eyes lit up, and he said eagerly, âIâm free tomorrow!â
âArenât you supposed to go to the set tomorrow?â Lin Xu noted.
Ji Zeqiu paused, sobered by her reminder, and then remembered he had to film, âThen, the day after tomorrow, no, I mean the day after thatâ¦â
He tried hard to recall his schedule, looking to find a free day.
But the alcohol muddled his thoughts, and he couldnât remember a thing.
âDonât listen to his nonsense.â Ji Tingyang, who had been watching for a while, finally couldnât stand it anymore. He walked over, grabbed Ji Zeqiu by the collar, and pulled him out of Lin Xuâs arms, âAn artist like him going to the cinema? In the end, it would just be others watching him, not the movie.â
âI can disguise myself!â Ji Zeqiu retorted, glaring at him.
âWe have a projector at home. If you want to watch a movie, you can watch it here. Itâs more convenient,â Ji Tingyang suggested to Lin Xu.
Lin Xu thought it over and hesitated, âThatâs true.â
âNo! I want to go to the cinema!â Ji Zeqiu protested.
Looking at Ji Tingyangâs nonchalant expression, Ji Zeqiu found it more and more insidious.
So scheming!
Ji Tingyang went to the cinema with Mother; they sat so close, sharing a popcorn, happily discussing the film, and enjoying their time together.
And when it was his turn, he was supposed to watch a projector at home?
For all he knew, Ji Tingyang might barge in halfway and ruin his date with Mother.
Ji Tingyang, that bastard!
Definitely on purpose!
Not wanting him to also have a time alone with Mother!
âI want to go watch it at the cinema!â Ji Zeqiu said angrily, clinging to Lin Xuâs hand, refusing to let go.
He was acting just like a child throwing a tantrum.
âAlright, alright, weâll go to the cinema,â Lin Xu quickly pacified him.
Ji Zeqiu smiled contentedly, but before he could continue to cling to Lin Xu, Ji Tingyang reached out and dragged him up from the couch.
âHeâs drunk and acting dumb; Iâll take him to his room.â
What a loving scene.
When the younger brother was drunk, the older brother gently helped him to his bedroom, assisted him with changing and washing, and thoughtfully covered him with a blanket.
Just as Lin Xu was touched by the harmonious relationship between the two brothers, she saw Ji Tingyang dragging Ji Zeqiu off the couch, roughly hustling him upstairs, annoyance clear on his face.
In a moment of inattention, Ji Zeqiuâs head hit the wall.
âTsk, so stupid,â Ji Tingyang scoffed.
âJi Tingyang! I warn you, Iâve tolerated you for a long time! With those thieving brows and rat eyes, you donât look like anything good, and your employees are the same, nothing but bullies! You even said youâd blacklist me, you lunaticâ¦â
âNo, I need to tell Mother how your companyâs artist bullied me, make Mother dislike youâ¦â
It was unclear if it was the fake liquor talking, but Ji Zeqiu kept rambling incessantly in his ear.
Veins on Ji Tingyangâs forehead bulged.
Ji Zeqiu seemed gentle on the surface, but in private, he was remarkably tough, who could bully him?
That artist under Jiâs company had said he would record all he said and send it to Ji Tingyang.
While smilingly saying, âI hope you can still be this tough tomorrow.â
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The man thought he wanted to retract the chat history and was shocked.
But in front of everyone, he directly dialed Ji Tingyangâs voicemail.
Ji Tingyang, confused, was met with a barrage of scolding as soon as he answered.
The vocabulary was quite extensive, so many swear words, yet not one was repeated.
Everyone in the club was dumbstruck.
No one expected Ji Zeqiu to be so bold and fearless, even daring to berate the president of Jiâs.
Ji Tingyang ground his teeth, âJi Zeqiu, are you sick?â
All he did was post a photo of him going to the movies with his mother, and this warranted a phone call full of insults?
The agent hurried over, hung up the phone, returned it to the man, and escorted him away.
Ji Zeqiu, evidently not having finished his tirade over the phone, continued to rant at the person in front of him.
Ji Tingyang could take no more and pulled out a handkerchief, covering Ji Zeqiuâs mouth.
âMmm mmm mmmâ¦â
The world finally became peaceful.
Lin Xu looked at them both with a worried expression.
She thought their brotherly harmony was false.
The fact that the two didnât continue to come to blows was already a huge relief.
Ji Zeqiuâs demeanor when he was drunk was quite different from when he was sober.
The next day when the effects of the alcohol wore off, and he remembered how he had clung to Lin Xuâs hand the night before, begging to go to the cinema, his cheeks flushed red with embarrassment.
Not to mention how he had relentlessly scolded Ji Tingyang, although Ji Tingyang indeed deserved it.
But would his mother think he was too crude, not a good son?
As he agonized over this, he heard Lin Xu saying, âLet me know when youâre free, and weâll set a date to go to the movies.â
Lin Xu still remembered about going to the cinema.
âActually, I was just talking nonsense last night, I donât particularly want to go to the cinema,â Ji Zeqiu said, his gaze drifting away, a hint of guilt on his face.
âOh,â Lin Xu replied, putting her phone down, no longer looking up movie times.
As if she had truly given up on going to a movie with him.
Ji Zeqiu hastily added, his voice trembling, âBut if you really want to go with me, Iâm not completely opposed to the ideaâ¦â
Lin Xu suddenly smiled, without piercing through his little ploy.
âYes, I really do want to go see a movie with you, can you find some time to accompany me?â she asked.
âAlright, let me check my schedule!â
Ji Zeqiuâs lips unconsciously curved upwards, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he quickly checked his upcoming schedule.
Even after cancelling many appointments and filming engagements, his calendar was still packed, with no time to go to the cinema for at least the coming week.
The upward curve of his lips quickly fell.
His expression darkened, and he sent a message to his agent.
âBrother Zhao! I want to quit the industry! Right now!â
He didnât even have time to watch a movie with his mother!
Agent: ââ¦â
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