34: Lin Yiqian, Are You Mad?

Lin Yiqian, Are You Mad?

The only person who could make Gu Nianshen look this depressed…2

Lin Yiqian clenched her fists as her nails dug into her own flesh. She took a deep breath of air before exhaling shakily. She then smiled as she lifted her hand to accept a glass of wine offered by Gu Nianshen. "Alright."

She looked into the glass of red wine and saw her own bitter smile from the reflection on the liquid's surface.

After a moment's hesitation, she finished the entire glass at one go.

After that, she sat down on the couch next to Gu Nianshen. Gu Nianshen remained silent as he continued to pour drinks for himself. He would occasionally hand her a glass of wine as well.

As long as the alcohol was from Gu Nianshen, Lin Yiqian would finish it in one gulp.

For him, there was no rule Lin Yiqian would not break.

By now, Gu Nianshen had already finished an entire bottle of wine on his own. His face was completely flushed.

Perhaps he had drunk too much. His fingers clung onto the glass while he rested his head on the couch with his eyes shut. There was a sad expression on his face.

Lin Yiqian finally mustered up the courage to speak. "Mister Gu, is there anyone that you like?"

The only way to overcome her feelings for him was to face them upfront.

However, from what she knew of him, he might not tell the truth.

As she was deep in thought, she suddenly heard a man's voice next to her. "I have liked her for many years. What's the point? She has never liked me."

'She has never liked me'. Lin Yiqian could not help but feel tears welling up in her eyes.

Lin Yiqian turned to look at his face and saw his sad expression. With trembling lips, she began to speak. "The person I like doesn't like me either. He has never smiled at me."

Hearing this, Gu Nianshen's eyes widened. He noticed that Lin Yiqian's eyes were red and full of tears.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly smiled.

As he was drunk, his smile seemed somewhat kinder than usual.

Lin Yiqian immediately shifted her gaze away from him. "You've drunk a bit too much. You'd better go home and rest."

After finishing her sentence, Lin Yiqian immediately got up to leave.

***

When Li Yiqian opened the door, she was surprised that the light in the room was still on...

It was already quite late. Why had Bai Se not tucked Xiaoyu into bed?

She took her hat and mask off while a confused expression remained on her face. She had resumed her identity as Lin Yiqian the moment she stepped out of the restaurant. 

She was wearing the mask and hat because her identity as Mrs. Gu had also drawn a lot of unwanted attention for the past few days. Therefore, she wanted to avoid being photographed in case her identity became exposed.

"Did you drink?"

Lin Yiqian was about to eat the medicine she bought after changing her shoes when, all of a sudden, she heard Bai Se's voice from inside the room.

She stopped moving and raised her head to look at Bai Se. He seemed angry.

Lin Yiqian nodded. "Hmm." She then swallowed the pills.

Then, she walked sluggishly into her bedroom.

When she took off her jacket, red spots could be seen all over her body, including her face.

Bai Se walked toward her and started yelling, "Lin Yiqian, are you mad?"

If he was here, that meant Xiaoyu must already be asleep.

Lin Yiqian was worried that they would wake Xiaoyu up. "Keep it down," she said, frowning.

She then lay down on the sofa and closed her eyes. "I'll be fine after the medicine kicks in. Don't worry about me."

She then flipped over with her back facing Bai Se.

Bai Se shook his head helplessly. "I'll bring you some warm water."

After taking some medicine and wiping her body with a warm towel, the redness had somewhat disappeared. She was physically feeling much better.

Lin Yiqian finally closed her eyes as a sense of sleepiness swept over her. All of a sudden, the doorbell rang. Bai Se went to check who it was while Lin Yiqian ignored the sound altogether.

"It's Gu Nianshen's assistant," Bai Se said to Lin Yiqian softly after looking through the peephole.

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