It seemed she wasn't as he had imagined, strictly about business and family.
Not long after, when Sister Jiang brought in some snacks and tea, Beicheng casually asked about Nanyan's usual circumstances. Sister Jiang said, "The young mistress does work overtime occasionally, but not often, and she comes back quite early."
"Early today as well."
Early?
It was already past nine o'clock.
Usually, she complained about him seldom coming home, but she was no better herself.
Beicheng had thought that by agreeing to come home once a week, Nanyan would be eagerly waiting at home, hoping for his return.
But things were not as he had imagined.
Hands in his pockets, Beicheng still stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, not leaving.
He wanted to see when Nanyan would come home tonight.
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In the Audi A4, the boy gripped the steering wheel and looked at Nanyan, who leaned her head against the car window, and asked, "Nan, are you okay?"
Nanyan frowned, pressing her hand against her chest, "I'm fine."
She was the center of attention that evening, so she had quite a bit to drink.
A moment ago, everyone had proposed going singing, but Nanyan could barely walk straight, so the manager arranged for a colleague to take her home first.
About ten minutes later, when the car entered Yulin Bay residential area following the direction Nanyan pointed, the boy was shocked.
Yulin Bay was the most prestigious residential area in City A, with a beautiful environment next to mountains and water, a dream place of City A residents, naturally extremely expensive.
He hadn't expected Nanyan to live in Yulin Bay.
When the car stopped at the Yulin 1 that Nanyan pointed out, the boy was even more shocked.
If he remembered correctly, Yulin 1 was almost a hundred acres of land taken by a prominent figure in City A for building this villa.
"Nan." He called out to Nanyan, about to confirm with her when the gate of the villa slowly opened, revealing a tall man in dark grey pajamas, with a cold face, walking out unhurriedly.
Once he saw the man was Beicheng, the veins on the boy's hands gripping the steering wheel bulged.
"Mr. Lu." The next second, he quickly got out of the car to greet him.
Beicheng glanced at him indifferently, then walked over to the passenger side and opened the car door.
Facing the strong smell of alcohol coming from Nanyan, Beicheng's eyes were so cold they could cut glass, "Nanyan, who let you drink outside?"
In the driver's seat, Nanyan looked up at the sound of Beicheng's voice, surprised, "Oh! You're back!"
Clearly, she had forgotten their arrangement.
After greeting him and smiling at Beicheng, Nanyan continued to fumble with her seat belt, mumbling, "Why can't I get this off?"
Beicheng's face showed disgust, but he still bent over to help her unbuckle her seatbelt and even lifted her out of the car.
Arms reflexively wrapping around Beicheng's neck, Nanyan said, "Beicheng, I'm not that drunk. Let me down, I can walk on my own."
Upon hearing this, Beicheng instead held her even tighter.
It was as if he was asserting his dominance.
At the gate, the boy was already dumbstruck.
No wonder Gu Nanyan's law firm got the contract to represent the Lu Corporation; it turns out she had such a relationship with President Lu.
Thinking back to Lu Beicheng's expression just now made the young man shiver.
President Lu couldn't have misunderstood, could he?
So, he quickly got into the car to retrieve Gu Nanyan's bag, "President Lu, this is Gu's bag." He explained further, "President Lu, the law firm had a dinner tonight, and I'm allergic to alcohol, so I was responsible for driving my colleagues home."
Lu Beicheng took the bag from the young man and said indifferently, "Thank you!"
"You're welcome, President Lu."
At the doorway, the young man watched as the two entered the house, and it took him a long time to snap back to reality as he saw Lu Beicheng carrying Nanyan into the villa.
It turned out Gu really had such a background.
It seemed their law firm was about to move up a few notches.
After carrying Gu Nanyan upstairs to the bedroom, Lu Beicheng threw her on the sofa and then pulled up a chair to sit down across from her, assuming a confrontational stance.
"Gu Nanyan, are you sure that man is your colleague? Did he bring you back alone, or did he drop others off as well?"
The man earlier was clean-cut and gentle-looking, just the type Nanyan would give a few extra glances.
Holding a pillow, Nanyan looked at Lu Beicheng with drunken eyes, "Lu Beicheng, are you jealous?"
The more Lu Beicheng wanted to know, the less Nanyan would tell him.
After all, he always annoyed her on normal days and was always involved in various scandals.
Lu Beicheng stared at her and lit a cigarette for himself. Seeing Nanyan frown, he took a puff then immediately extinguished the cigarette, "Nanyan, stop playing dumb and answer my question first."
Nanyan laughed, threw the pillow away, rose from the sofa, and straddled Lu Beicheng's legs, wrapping her arms around his neck, "Lu Beicheng, I want a hug."
She had drunk tonight and wanted to be as wild as she felt like being under the influence of alcohol.
Thinking Lu Beicheng would definitely get angry and push her away, she was surprised when he gently held her waist and pulled her closer, making their bodies press tighter together.
As his irritation slightly subsided, Lu Beicheng lifted Nanyan's chin, looked at her face, and smiled, "Feeling guilty, acting coquettish?"
Nanyan broke free from his hold and buried her face in his neck, rubbing against it, "Lu Beicheng, I'm so sleepy, I really want to sleep."
Nanyan was as soft as a cat in his arms, making Lu Beicheng's heart melt, "Nanyan, this is an exception."
If she drank this much again and another man brought her home, regardless of their relationship, he would not be so lenient.
Nanyan ignored his warning, leaning bonelessly against his shoulder, her soft lips brushing against his face, "Lu Beicheng, I want a kiss."
Lu Beicheng, holding her arms, gently pushed her away, "Don't push your luck."
"No kiss?" Nanyan straightened and said, "Then I'll go kiss someone else."
As she was about to get off him,
Lu Beicheng's expression darkened for a moment, and he pulled her back.
Stumbling into Lu Beicheng's embrace, Nanyan's forehead hit his, and their lips collided.
Their warm lips pressed against each other, Lu Beicheng smelling fresh, Nanyan reeking of alcohol.
Nanyan swallowed, intending to move back and avoid Lu Beicheng, but he leaned forward and kissed her.
Nanyan's eyes fluttered closed, and she raised her hand to wrap around his neck.
After a passionate kiss, Nanyan looked at Lu Beicheng with drunken, blurry eyes and asked, "Lu Beicheng, am I sweet?"