âMiss An?â
Chen Shan called out in puzzlement as he carefully stood behind Mo Chen, his eyes darting around.
âWhat should I do? Itâs her again!â
Mo Chen heard the voice and followed Chen Shanâs line of sight. When he saw An Nanxu wearing a red dress, his expression instantly turned cold.
âHavenât you had enough of the lesson?â
She actually dared to stand in front of him so arrogantly?
âNo, I just wanted to see you.â
An Nanxu followed An Nanyinâs words and suppressed her anger. She lowered her head and said obediently, âIâm sincere to you. I was too domineering when I forced you before, but I wonât do it now.â
âWhat do you want to do?â
âNothing, Ah Chen. Just pretend that I donât exist. I just want to accompany you.â
After An Nanxu finished speaking, she lowered her head and pinched the corner of her skirt. She kept rubbing it. She looked just like an obedient neighborâs little sister.
Mo Chen felt uncomfortable in his heart. He snorted coldly and ignored her.
âChen Shan, go to Luxury Emperor.â
âYes.â Chen Shan hurriedly pushed him away and sighed in his heart.
Luxury Emperor was a famous bar in A City. If Mo Chen were to go there now, he would probably get drunk. Fortunately, he did not let him leave again. With him around, he could be on guard.
Seeing Chen Shan and Mo Chen leave, An Nanxu raised her head. She pursed her red lips and a strong light flashed in her eyes.
Bar? She was going too.
Luxury Emperor Bar.
It was daytime now. Not many people came to drink. The bar was a little cold.
Mo Chen sat by the window and drank one glass after another of the highest alcohol.
âYou said that it was a dance that belonged solely to me,â he muttered to himself as he played with the glass in his hand.
When the sake entered his throat, it was like a fine knife cutting his throat, causing a burning sensation.
Mo Chen drank another glass.
The words that Li Ming had said echoed in his ears. The word âwifeâ was particularly jarring.
She was his wife!
He could not see Ning Daiâs expression, but when Li Ming had said it, she did not have the slightest intention of refuting him.
Ha!
One of the wine bottles was empty. Mo Chen looked at Chen Shan and ordered coldly, âGive me two more bottles.â
âYes, Young Master.â
Chen Shan took the wine and placed it on the table. He suggested carefully, âYouâve drunk quite a lotâ¦â
âDonât worry about it. Get out.â
Mo Chen waved his hand and poured himself another glass of wine.
Chen Shan wanted to persuade him again, but he was pushed out by An Nanxu who had followed him.
She came back and sat down. She thoughtfully refilled his glass with wine. âIf you want to drink, just drink. Itâs better than drinking plain water.â
She smiled and winked at him. âItâs also more manly.â
Mo Chen ignored her and continued to drink.
An Nanxu wasnât angry. She simply became his drinking attendant. When she saw that his glass was empty, she continued to refill his glass.
After drinking one glass after another, Mo Chen quickly became drunk.
An Nanxu smiled coquettishly as she leaned over the counter and leaned closer to the side of his face. The distance between the two of them was extremely close. She could even feel his breath, which reeked of alcohol, brushing against her face.
âAh Chen, tell me, do I look good?â
Mo Chen raised his head in a daze and glanced at her before leaning heavily on the table again.
âItâs alright.â
He didnât deny it. An Nanxuâs heart was filled with joy. She reached out and grabbed his arm.
âThen Iâll accompany you. What do you think?â
Accompany.
This word caused Mo Chenâs expression to darken. He pulled his arm back forcefully.
âI donât want you to accompany me. I want to look for Daiâer. Daiâer. Where is she?â
He was drunk as he muttered. He pressed on the table and was about to get up. A hint of coldness flashed across An Nanxuâs eyes. She went forward and grabbed his hand, forcefully pulling him to her side.
âYour Ning Dai has already left with another man. Are you still thinking about her?â