Chapter 927 Sudden Attack

Lin Huan's worry was not unreasonable. Song Qing's drinking speed was indeed a bit vigorous. Just halfway through the meal, Song Qing was already 40 to 50 minutes drunk.

Looking at the slightly drunk Song Qing across from him, Lin Huan sighed and said, "Hey, you say you don't care, but in fact you still care a lot, right?"

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, then said in surprise: "How do you know?"

Lin Huan organized his words and said in a deep voice: "Although Wang Liqiang is indeed a scumbag, you must have had true feelings for him at that time."

"Every relationship is not easy to let go of. It will tear a hole in people's hearts and then slowly heal."

"As time goes by, although this wound will no longer hurt, the scar will remain there forever and cannot be erased."

After a brief silence, Song Qing smiled and said: "It seems that Mr. Lin is also a person with stories. If Mr. Lin doesn't mind, I would like to hear your story."

Lin Huan raised his eyebrows and then told about the love affair he had in college.

After listening to his story, Song Qing was speechless for a long time. After a while, she said: "I gave up a potential stock for a better life. Is that woman regretting it now and wanting to commit suicide?"

Lin Huan shrugged and said nonchalantly: "She regretted it and committed suicide a few months ago."

Song Qing was stunned for a moment, then she covered her mouth and started laughing. When the laughter stopped, she raised her glass and said, "Congratulations on getting out of a bad relationship."

Lin Huan smiled at her, clinked glasses with her and said, "Congratulations on getting rid of a scumbag."

Perhaps due to the drunkenness, the two of them gradually became less reserved than they were at the beginning, and the content of their chats began to become more in-depth, chatting about all over the world.

By the time the meal was finished, both of them had drunk a lot of wine. Lin Huan was naturally not drunk, but Song Qing was already 70 to 80% drunk.

When she was about to leave, Song Qing swayed as soon as she stood up. She quickly held the table with one hand and rubbed her head with the other and said, "Ah, I seem to have drank... a bit... too much. It looks like I'm going to be in trouble... Please take me home."

Lin Huan let out a bitter smile and said, "I wouldn't worry about you even if you want to go home by yourself."

For a beautiful woman like Song Qing to take a taxi home late at night when she is 70 to 80% drunk, she is testing the determination of the men she meets on the road.

Once someone loses their mind, it's a disaster.

"Then come here and help me." Song Qing showed her little daughter's attitude and said to Lin Huan like a coquettish girl.

Lin Huan touched her nose, first walked to the hanger and took off the woolen coat, then walked to Song Qing and helped her put it on.

Next, Lin Huan helped Song Qing put on sunglasses and a mask. When doing these things, the two of them would inevitably have some physical contact.

Lin Huan was okay, after all, he had no intention of taking advantage of Song Qing, but Song Qing was different.

Lin Huan was a man who met her criteria for choosing a mate. Coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, it was easier to make her emotional. After several contacts, Song Qing blushed and her heart beat faster.

After doing this, Lin Huan grabbed her arm and said, "Is this okay?"

The intimate feeling of being grabbed by the opposite sex made Song Qing's body tremble again.

"Well... ok, thank you." Song Qing endured the ripples in her heart and said softly.

"You drink too fast, that is, you eat with me. If it were another man, he might have some bad thoughts towards you." While speaking, Lin Huan picked up Song Qing's bag and supported her towards her. Go to the door of the private room.

Song Qing was already blushing because of drinking, but when Lin Huan teased her like this, her face turned even redder.

"Why don't you have bad thoughts about me?" Song Qing dared to ask this because she was drunk. Normally, she would never say such a thing to death.

Lin Huan laughed and said, "Because I have a good character."

While talking, Lin Huan put on his sunglasses and mask with one hand, and the two walked out of the private room door and went downstairs.

Arriving at the front desk, Lin Huan was about to pay when Qian Duo rushed over after receiving the news.

"Brother Lin, if you come to my place for dinner and I still want you to pay for it, wouldn't you slap me in the face? Send Miss Song back quickly."

Qian Duo said he wouldn't let Lin Huan pay the bill, but Lin Huan didn't insist anymore. After saying thank you, he helped Song Qing out of Ziyunxuan.

As soon as the two left, Zuo Jingsheng asked: "Boss, Mr. Lin doesn't seem to be driving. Why don't you go and see him off?"

He knew how much his boss valued Lin Huan, so he asked this question.

Qian Duo glared at Zuo Jingsheng and scolded with a smile: "What a great opportunity to serve as a flower protector. Do you think Lin Huan will let me give it away? I don't want to be a light bulb!"

Zuo Jingsheng was stunned at first, and then said in surprise: "Don't Mr. Lin have a fiancée?"

After Lin Huan became famous, the news about his engagement to Luo Bingyan also spread. It was not surprising that Zuo Jingsheng knew about it.

Qian Duo sighed and said playfully: "You are a bit of an idiot to ask this question."

"Let me ask you, how many of the big shots who come to our restaurant for dinner only have one wife or girlfriend?"

Zuo Jingsheng frowned, thought for a moment and said, "It doesn't seem like much..."

Qian Duo said meaningfully: "Then tell yourself, was your question just now an idiot?"

Zuo Jingsheng smiled bitterly and said, "The boss is right, I am an idiot."

While speaking, Zuo Jingsheng's eyes flashed with desire.

After seeing the glamorous life of these big shots, it would be a lie to say that he doesn't yearn for it. Zuo Jingsheng also hopes that one day he can live a life with a fancy car and surrounded by beautiful women!

After coming out of Ziyunxuan, Lin Huan flagged down a taxi. After getting in the taxi, Song Qing told her home address, and then fell asleep leaning on the car seat in a daze.

Lin Huan, who was sitting in the back row, let out a wry smile when he saw this, and then closed his eyes to rest for a while.

But at this moment, in order to avoid the sudden overtaking car on the right, the taxi driver turned the steering wheel hard to the left. Song Qing, who was not wearing a seat belt, fell into Lin Huan's arms.

More importantly, Song Qing's face just happened to be lying on his key parts!

Lin Huan was speechless for a moment.

"Um...Miss Song, are you okay?" Lin Huan patted Song Qing's shoulder and asked in a low voice.

As a result, Lin Huan waited for a long time, and Song Qing did not respond.

Lin Huan let out a wry smile: "Sleeping so deeply..."

Because Song Qing was lying on his key parts, the hot breath from Song Qing's mouth and nose had a great impact on Lin Huan, making him ready to move.

"Shet, don't let your guard down at a time like this, brother, just lie down there for me, okay?"

Lin Huan struggled to suppress the reverie in his heart, while silently encouraging his good brother in his heart.

It's just that this kind of thing is an instinctive reaction. Although Lin Huan tried hard to suppress it, he couldn't hold it back in the end.

"boom"

With a soft sound, Song Qing's pretty face was suddenly attacked, which made her wake up.

"Lin Huan...did you slap me in the face just now?" Song Qing, who was still in a dazed state, asked confusedly.