Chapter 59: The Former is Drunk!

  "Xue Er, drink a little less, you still have to help your brother drive back later!"

  Dongfang Wu was at a loss for words, crying and laughing at the same time.

  But soon his phone rang, causing him to tense up and hastily excuse himself to answer the call.

  Just thirty seconds later, Dongfang Wu, who had just finished answering the phone, was even more apologetic.

  "Anything wrong?"

  Ye Chengfeng saw him standing there silently and couldn't help but ask.

  "Little Wind, I'm really sorry, but something urgent came up tonight."

  Dongfang Wu helplessly spread out his hands.

  "Go, be careful."

  Ye Chengfeng smiled and shook his head: "As for drinking, there's plenty of time in the future, we'll have many more opportunities later on."

  "How long will you stay in Shanghai?"

  "Maybe if I were to leave, I would tell you."

  "Alright then, I'll go first, let's grab a drink again next time."

  Dongfang Wu nodded, glancing at Dongfang Xue: "Snow, I'll trouble you to send her home, she's had a lot of wine tonight and probably can't drive. Okay, actually the car is mine, but Zi Lian's Ferrari only seats two, taking a taxi is too dangerous, so I'll trouble you to take her."

  "Okay."

  Ye Chengfeng could only bitterly smile and agree, his expression momentarily too wonderful for words.

  Before Dongfang Xue drove a car, he was still in distress, and Dongfang Xue served as his driver for once.

  But before long, he had to return, and it was unknown whether Dongfang Xue would find him to 'take revenge'.

  "Brother, let's go together."

  Dongfang Xue didn't know why, but she felt a little afraid of being alone with Ye Shengfeng, so she took the opportunity to get up.

  "What nonsense! I'm going straight to the task, what's with walking together?"

  Dongfang Wu sternly shouted at him and then hastily ran away.

  "Xue Er, sit down, it's better to let Cheng Feng send you back."

  Lin Ziwu pulled Dongfang Xue down to sit, and suddenly leaned in close to Dongfang Xue's ear, whispering very softly: "My thigh cramp problem has already been cured by Cheng Feng, his medical skills are amazing, you can take the opportunity to ask him to help you with your physiological cycle disorder."

  "Ugh, no way."

  The eastern snow is like a shy daughter-in-law, shaking her head without even thinking about it.

  Not to mention her face had already turned red, even her ears were bright red.

  "Sister, what are you two whispering about over there?"

  Lin Ziyan couldn't help but ask curiously.

  "Same question."

  Ye Chengfeng chuckled and smiled, but actually had already heard it.

  "Nothing... didn't say anything."

  Lin Ziwei wouldn't have mentioned this without Dongfang Xue's consent, so she changed the subject: "It's getting late, let's just eat and go, we can pack up the leftovers."

  "Sister! You know me too well, I love you so much!"

  Lin Ziyan was overjoyed as soon as she heard that they were going to pack up and leave.

  In about five minutes, Lin Ziwai pressed the button to call the waiter and said she wanted to pack up.

  However, what surprised Ji was that Chen Yongliang led Song Yalai to come over personally: "Are you all having a good time? You can come often in the future."

  Upon hearing this, Lin Ziyan blinked her beautiful eyes, still somewhat uncertain: "Is Mr. Song saying that we can go to the first or second floor of the Emperor's Pavilion, or the third floor?"

  Song Yali glanced at Ye Chengfeng and couldn't help but reveal a hint of amusement: "Of course it's three layers."

  "Wow, is this for real?"

  Lin Zi Qian was excited beyond words.

  It is said that the dishes on the third floor of Emperor's Pavilion are different every time, and I don't know what it will be like next time I come.

  "Of course it's true, come and sit more often."

  Song Yali looked at them with joy.

  "Song Dong, can you slightly reveal who invited us?"

  Dongfang Xue's eyebrows slightly furrowed as she almost involuntarily glanced at Ye Shengfeng.

  While Ye was carried away by the wind, she noticed his gaze but completely ignored it.

  "He had made it clear before, he doesn't want to tell you for now, in short, he's a friend, not an enemy, so don't worry."

  Song Yali just nodded and signaled Chen Yongliang to pack Lin Ziyu's things, then personally sent her to the car.

  "See you again, Song Dong."

  Lin Ziwei smiled and waved goodbye, then took Lin Ziqian away.

  Yè was blown away by the wind and unlocked the Lexus, getting in directly and starting it quickly.

  Dongfang Xue saw this and silently cursed the rude little ghost, who didn't even open the car door for her. She could only sullenly open it herself and went to the passenger seat.

  "Fasten your seatbelt."

  Ye Chengfeng saw her looking displeased and couldn't help but find it somewhat amusing.

  "What's so funny? Focus on driving, Ye Da!"

  Dongfang Xue hummed a tune without any politeness, but it made her look even more lovely and charming.

  "Alright, great leader of the East."

  Ye stepped on the gas pedal heavily and the car rushed out of the parking lot of Diwang Building in a flash.

  Before long, the car sped onto the highway at a speed of over 200 yards.

  At this late hour, even with high beams on, visibility is extremely poor, and with many oncoming cars, a speed of 200 yards is almost suicidal.

  Ke Ye sped along with the wind, not only driving the car extremely fast but also constantly overtaking other vehicles. From time to time, he would drift, causing Dongfang Xue's originally rosy face from drinking to turn pale instantly, her eyes not even daring to open.

  "Yè chéng fēng, nǐ...nǐ bié kāi nàme kuài a!"

  Translation: "Leaf riding the wind, you...don't go so fast!"

  Dongfang Xue let out a loud cry and clutched at her seat in extreme tension.

  Upon hearing this, Ye Chengfeng unconsciously took a glance at her super short skirt and the beautiful legs in silk stockings underneath, and said loudly: "What's the benefit?"

  "I... I promise I won't kill you!"

  “……”

  Although it is guaranteed that you won't be beaten to death, doesn't the actual meaning imply that as long as you aren't beaten to death, you can be bullied and oppressed in any way?

  So after hearing this, Ye Chengfeng didn't dare not slow down?

  Dongfang Xue tonight, although only had two small cups, but that was a hundred-year-old Maotai, with plenty of aftertaste. Ye Chengfeng estimated that she should be close to the edge of intoxication by now.

  Otherwise, icy her would never say such a threatening yet somewhat amusing remark.

  Just then, Ye Chengfeng slowed down, and Dongfang Xue couldn't help but let out a "wow" and vomit.

  Due to not having enough time to find a position, Dongfang Xue not only vomited on the seat but also all over her body.

  "Don't drink if you can't hold it! Why drink so much?" Ye Chengfeng quickly pulled the car over to the side of the road, "Are you okay?"

  "Die? No way! Let's drive!"

  Dongfang Xue was slightly drunk and said with blurred eyes.

  "By the way, where do you live?"

  Ye Chengfeng only realized now that he hadn't asked Dongfang Xue for her address yet.

  "Across from Jiangbin Garden, that road, walking all the way in, there's a standalone pink villa, I live alone."

  "Alright, hang in there, I'll get you home soon."

  Ye Chengfeng had no choice but to accelerate again, and in less than five minutes, he drove the car to the door of a small villa standing alone in the southeastern suburbs.

  However, when Ye Feng turned his head back, Dongfang Xue had already leaned against the wall and fallen into a deep sleep, inadvertently revealing a tempting white shoulder.

  "Knock knock!"

  Almost unconsciously, Ye Chengfeng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, only to feel that his throat was a bit dry.