Chapter 157 - 129 Qi Duidui Faints from Anger? Fifth Master is More Charming When Drunk (3 more updates)_3

Chapter 157: 129 Qi Duidui Faints from Anger? Fifth Master is More Charming When Drunk (3 more updates)_3

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After dinner, everyone went back to their respective homes.

Tang Wan was planning to borrow a couple of books from Jiang Jinsang’s room. He had a stack of books in his bedroom, including quite a few historical materials from the Qing Dynasty—something to pass the time before sleep. But she found him changing clothes, about to go out.

"Going out now?" Tang Wan eyed him suspiciously, "To meet friends?"

"Yeah," Jiang Jinsang nodded. "You can look at the books on the shelf; some are quite high up. I’ll have Jiang Jiu help you reach them."

"It’s fine, I’ll just take a look. You go ahead," Tang Wan said. Back in Pingjiang, Jiang Jinsang didn’t know anyone and it was understandable that he stayed home all day; but now that he was back home, he naturally had his own social circle.

"I’ll be back early," Jiang Jinsang said before hurrying out the door.

At the entrance, he bumped into Jiang Yanting who was also about to drive out. The two brothers exchanged glances, seemingly understanding each other’s intents.

Jiang Jinsang got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and buckled his seatbelt.

"Zeyan must be heartbroken by you this time."

"Actually, even if it wasn’t me, it might have been someone else, because Wanwan really isn’t interested in him."

"Going there, I’m worried he’ll grab a wine bottle and crack your head open."

"Then I’ll just endure it." Jiang Jinsang had come out prepared to be smashed.

...

The two arrived at a clubhouse where their friends often gathered, in a private room, and indeed, Qi Zeyan was there, already deep into his drinks. On a nearby TV, "The Single Dog’s Song" was playing...

"Uh... it’s Yanting." Qi Zeyan rose with a wine bottle in one hand and the sofa for support, "You’re my buddy, come, drink with me."

But once Jiang Yanting entered the room, Jiang Jinsang who was following behind him appeared.

"Damn, you dare to show up? Aren’t you afraid I’ll beat you up? What, you here to show off?" Qi Zeyan brandished his wine bottle over Jiang Jinsang’s head, gesturing as if deciding where to strike.

"Nothing to show off about, just worried about you. You’ve just recovered from a cold, don’t drink too much." Jiang Jinsang wasn’t afraid of him wielding the wine bottle, stepped forward, and forcibly took the bottle from him. "You’ve had enough for tonight."

"Jiang Jinsang, where am I lacking compared to you, why didn’t she fancy me?"

Jiang Yanting scoffed:

Not as slick as him, huh?

Jiang Jinsang pulled him down to sit, "You’re good in every way, it’s just that mutual attraction depends on the magnetic field, like positive and negative poles, they naturally attract each other. Perhaps your magnetic fields are the same, repelling each other."

"..."

Qi Zeyan was momentarily stunned by his words, him and Tang Wan repelling each other?

He knew deep down that love was a matter of voluntary mutual affection. He could only accuse Jiang Jinsang of stealing his love, somewhat unfairly.

After all, if Tang Wan genuinely didn’t like him and she and Jiang Jinsang liked each other, he couldn’t truly stop his brother from finding true love just for his own sake.

Maybe in Tang Wan’s eyes, he was just one of many options, and he really had no standing to be jealous of Jiang Jinsang.

He understood the reasoning, just that his heart couldn’t accept it for the moment, feeling slightly uncomfortable.

Besides, Jiang Jinsang coming out to keep him company meant he valued their friendship; he really shouldn’t be so melodramatic and bossy towards him.

Tang Wan was undoubtedly great, but Jiang Jinsang was his friend and naturally wasn’t bad either. Their being together wasn’t inappropriate, and Qi Zeyan filled an empty glass with wine, "Jinsang, no matter what, I wish you happiness."

"You guys had better damn well be blissfully happy."

"Otherwise, I’ll really die of depression!"

Qi Zeyan was never one for pretense.

"I will," Jiang Jinsang also filled his glass, raising it for a toast.

"That’s enough understanding, you’re not a single dog like me, people from the Tang Family are at your home, drinking too much and going back wouldn’t be good, just a little is fine." Qi Zeyan was not too drunk at that moment.

"About this, don’t mention it to her when you go back, or it’ll be awkward when we meet."

"Anyway, this love hasn’t sprouted yet, cutting it off now is better, otherwise I really wouldn’t know how to manage."

Jiang Jinsang nodded in response.

He had also taken this into account. Qi Zeyan was always someone who believed rumors easily. Some things were better left unspoken to avoid awkwardness later.

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An hour later...

Qi Zeyan, hugging Jiang Yanting, said, "Jiang Jinsang, you have to treat her well, you know? After all, she’s someone I once fancied..."

Jiang Jinsang sat to one side, chuckling quietly.

Jiang Yanting, with a helpless face, tried to push him away.

His expression read: Disgust, don’t touch me.

But the person, acting like a clingy plaster, stuck to him whenever he was drunk, impossible to kick away.

"At least I’ve been heartbroken. You took the person I liked, and I’m like this now, yet you still want to push me away? Would it kill you to let me lean on you for a while? I know you’re not in good shape, I won’t crush you."

Jiang Yanting: "..."

Jiang Jinsang glanced at the time, "Brother, it’s getting late, Wanwan is waiting for me at home, I should head back."

"What did you say?"

"No need to see me off, I’ll take a cab."

Jiang Yanting scoffed: Which eye of yours saw that I was going to send you?

You created this mess, now you’re dumping it on me?

"Xiaowu, come on, let’s continue drinking! Today, let’s not talk about women and just drink till we drop." Qi Zeyan was clearly already drunk.

When dealing with a drunkard, if you don’t satisfy him, he’ll just keep bothering you endlessly. Jiang Yanting had no choice but to hold his drink and sip mechanically.

As Jiang Jinsang got home, he noticed his room was still lit, thinking Tang Wan had left the light on for him. But upon entering, he found Tang Wan hadn’t gone; she was slumped on the sofa, already asleep.

She woke up at the sound of the door, "You’re home?"

"Yeah, why did you fall asleep here?"

"I don’t know, lately, I get sleepy when reading." Tang Wan leaned awkwardly on the sofa, her neck twisted at an angle, causing a slight turn to bring a pang of soreness.

"Then freshen up and rest early, I’m also heading to bed." As Tang Wan got up, she realized one of her legs was numb and weak. Caught off guard, she collapsed back onto the sofa.

Jiang Jinsang thought she was falling and hurried forward.

"I’m fine. It’s probably just because I was in a bad position earlier, suppressing my leg. It’ll be okay in a while." Tang Wan, supporting herself with the sofa, stood up despite the numbness in her leg, limping towards her room.

But just as she got up, she suddenly felt weightless and fell into Jiang Jinsang’s arms...

"Brother Five." Tang Wan’s sleepiness vanished instantly, "Please put me down."

"Don’t squirm."

"I’m quite heavy."

"No matter how heavy, you’re just a girl. I can carry you."

"But..." Tang Wan clenched her teeth; she wasn’t disabled. Why did she need to be carried?

"Wanwan."

"Huh?" Tang Wan felt at a loss, not knowing how to act.

"I’ve been drinking."

"I know." She had smelled it the moment he entered.

Due to their proximity, every breath he exhaled conveniently landed on her face, his alcoholic breath hot and suffocating, combined with his deep, husky voice...

"You holding me, I’m afraid I might hurt you—"

Tang Wan felt her heartbeat racing aberrantly, as if death were just a step away.