Chapter 8 : Hey, Mr Li, What a Coincidence

In the room, two little fairies sneaked into the bed under the moonlight. Little Cloud whispered in Little Sun's ear, "Brother, do you think we should teach Mom a little bit about love tactics? She's really clueless in this area. Just now, I tried to test Dad, and he's just as clueless. It's really frustrating. Who do you think we inherited our emotional intelligence from?" Before Little Sun could respond, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door, sounding a lot like Jian Xi. The two little fairies stopped talking and closed their eyes, pretending to be asleep. After a moment, Jian Xi pushed open the door. Light flooded into the room as she walked to the bedside. Knowing that the two little fairies were pretending to sleep, she deliberately tucked them in and said, "You don't need to worry about finding a stepfather. There are plenty of options in the dog food supermarket. I'll buy some for you tomorrow. Goodnight, I hope your stepfather will meet you in your dreams. Remember to tell me what he looks like in the morning, and I'll make two wax figures for you to play with." The two little fairies thought to themselves, "This woman is beyond help. Looks like we'll have to rely on our idiotic dad to step up!" "Ding ding..." Wang Qing appeared at the door of the room, holding Jian Xi's vibrating phone. Jian Xi approached and took the phone, seeing a familiar number. She answered the call, "You have so much free time, feeling weak lately?" "Come downstairs, I'm waiting." "Okay, I'll be right there." Accustomed to the schedule in Country Y, Jian Xi wasn't sleepy at all. She hung up the phone and looked at Wang Qing, informing her, "He Zi Xin is here. I'm going out for a drink with him. You don't have to wait up for me, go to bed early." "Okay." Wang Qing watched her leave with a sense of relief. Over the years in Country Y, she often drank a little. Getting drunk helped her escape the torment in her heart. People filled with hatred were probably the most pitiful beings in the world. Underneath their tough exteriors, they concealed the most fragile souls... At the entrance of the apartment lobby. A luxury sports car worth thirty million yuan was parked by the roadside. He Zi Xin leaned against the passenger door, holding a cigarette. His flamboyant and unruly personality was completely unrestrained. "Hey, sweetheart, welcome home." The man waved at Jian Xi, a frivolous smile playing on his thin lips. He was born to be a playboy. Jian Xi walked up to him with a cold face, pushed him away, and sat in the car after opening the passenger door. Seeing her reaction, He Zi Xin knew that she must have been forced into another arranged marriage. He quickly threw away his cigarette and hurriedly sat in the driver's seat, saying, "Hold on tight, my dear. We won't return until we're drunk tonight." The two of them met in Country Y. Jian Xi had rescued He Zi Xin from a homeless man who had robbed and beaten him, and at that time, He Zi Xin was in the midst of running away from home. He stayed at Jian Xi's house for two years, and he knew Jian Xi very well. There was no need for many words; a little drink could ease her mood. Jian Xi had just left Li Bo Ting's private club and returned here. He Zi Xin brought her to the front of the club, casually draping his arm around her shoulder. "My dear, now that you're back, I have to show some sincerity. This is the most high-end club in the city. If we get drunk tonight, we'll sleep upstairs." Jian Xi remained silent, thinking to herself that he would probably fly away like a butterfly before she finished her drink. And that's exactly what happened! After three glasses of whiskey, He Zi Xin strutted around like a peacock. Jian Xi had a low alcohol tolerance and was already feeling dizzy after three cocktails. She decided to leave. She stumbled to the elevator, and just as the doors opened, she bumped into Li Bo Ting and Jing Yang inside. When Li Bo Ting had messaged her earlier, she had deliberately emphasized that she was busy in her reply, clearly indicating that she didn't want to be bothered by him. Now, she found herself in an awkward situation. Jian Xi forced a smile and waved her hand, "Hey, Mr. Li, what a coincidence?"