Chapter 184 - He’s Drunk

It was deep into the night and the wind was rustling.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Tang Xin put down the book in her hands for the 108th time. She couldn’t take in what she was reading because she didn’t hear the sound of his return.

She couldn’t only not change the habit of waking up at five o’clock every day, she was also used to going to bed only after she heard him coming back.

She knew that he had infinite social niceties he needed to attend to, and if not, he would be busy until two or three in the morning, and sometimes he doesn’t come back at all. She knew but she was used to it.

When she picked the book up and tried to read it again, the sudden sound of a car stopping in the silent night made her put the book down. Her lips curved up slightly; now she could finally go to sleep at ease.

But just as she just climbed into bed before having the chance to lie down, she heard Sister Liu’s voice from downstairs.

“Miss Zhao Yang, why is master so drunk?!”

He’s drunk?!

He was such a steady person, he won’t give others the chance to make him drunk. Or, he wanted to get drunk.

Why? Was it because Little Star was still missing and he felt so sick that he had to escape reality through alcohol?

“Sister Liu, go rest, I’ll take care of Brother Yun.”

Tang Xin got off the bed and heard Zhao Yang’s voice from the other side of the corridor.

“Miss Zhao Yang, you must be tired, should I call Madam over to take care of him?”

She didn’t know why Sister Liu said this; she didn’t believe that Sister Liu couldn’t see the special feelings Zhao Yang had for Li Yunshen.

“I can’t count on that woman! It’s fine, go rest. Taking care of Brother Yun is part of my job.”

Zhao Yang never masked how much she hated and disgusted Tang Xin disregarding time and location.

But did she have other intentions other than taking care of Li Yunshen?

Then, Sister Liu’s footsteps became faint and Zhao Yang helped Li Yunshen back in the room. It wasn’t difficult to imagine what was going to happen in that room.

Tang Xin grasped the doorknob, tensed, then loosened, unable to decide if she wanted to go and check.

She didn’t know what she was afraid of. She was unable to take the step forward when there was a corner in her heart screaming that she didn’t want another woman to sleep next to him.

But she lost the right to stop her. Or in other words, she never had the right to.

In the spacious master room…

Zhao Yang put the heavy man on the bed and helped him untie his tie, took off his coat, and… as for the buttons on his shirt…

When she just unbuttoned the second one, the man suddenly pinned the hand unbuttoning his shirt, “Who!”

Zhao Yang jumped, “Brother Yun…”

“Little Star?” Li Yunshen was half drunk and half sober. He let go of the grip and appeared drunk again as he waved his hands, “Little Star left me, perhaps she will never come back again.”

Zhao Yang looked at the drunk man. He still looked so holy even though he was drunk.

She couldn’t help but stretch her trembling hand out. Eventually, she touched the face she dreamed of touching every day and night.

“Brother Yun, did you know that I like you? I liked you since the moment you took me in, dreaming that one day I will be your bride.”

Zhao Yang boldly put her head on his chest, telling him the feelings she had hidden for years, “I’ve been waiting all this time. Waiting for Brother Yun to see me. I worked hard every day, making myself stronger — at least making myself a capable person to your eyes — but Brother Yun married. You married a useless woman with mental illness. That woman… she’s not qualified to stay by yourself, let alone the fact that she has another man outside…”