While speaking, Ya'er let go of the nanny's hand, innocently barging into the room.
Humph, she had to be daddy's most cherished one, not wanting any mommy to come out and compete for affection!
Yan Xiaye's heart leapt with joy, feeling it was almost like escaping from death. She quickly answered for Li Beicheng, "Okay, he's coming now!"
"Ya'er, what are you doing here!" Li Beicheng flipped out of bed, his handsome face so gloomy it could drip water. He lashed out at the nanny behind Ya'er, "Useless, I told you to watch the child and you can't even do that. Pack your things and leave immediately!"
After he had scolded both Ya'er and the nanny until they were teary-eyed, he turned to look for Yan Xiaye, only to find she had stealthily gotten up at some point and slipped out through the side door of the dressing room.
Leaving the old mansion, Yan Xiaye found a restroom to change into clothes she brought from the house and aimlessly wandered the streets.
When she was too tired to walk any further, she looked around and chose the nearest bar to walk into.
At the bar, the bartender glanced at her expensive attire and then the exhausted beauty of her face, enthusiastically offering in a tone hard to refuse, "Beautiful lady, how about a Gin Fizz from our place? It won't disappoint you."
Yan Xiaye silently nodded and chose a dark, quiet corner to sit down.
She wasn't good with alcohol; she just had nowhere else to go.
After the seventh Gin Fizz, Yan Xiaye slumped over the table, stupidly smiling at the colorful lights around her.
The bartender approached, eager and softly asked, "You're drunk, do you need me to contact someone from your phone directory? Or should I take you home?"
...
When the phone rang, Li Yuntang was at a high-society party in Jianghai.
Finally shaking off the cluster of socialites, he looked down at the caller ID and subtly curved his lips.
Fingers sliding to answer, he was concise, "I'm here."
But what came from the other end was not the timid, distant voice, "May I ask if you are a relative of this phone's owner? She's drunk and needs someone to take her home, if it's not convenient for you..."
"Now, please welcome Li Family's second son, Li Yuntang, to give a speech..."
Applause rose like a tide as the guests turned their gaze towards him, admiration in their eyes, waiting for his words.
Li Yuntang subtly smiled apologetically at the crowd, phone still in hand, and said coldly, "Take care of her, I'm on my way."
...
"Let go of me, who are you? Where is this..."
Under the heavy night, Yan Xiaye steadied herself against the green plants, half the height of a person, at the bar's entrance and pushed away the bartender hovering around her like a fly, "I want to go home, no, I don't have a home anymore."
Having gleaned quite a bit of information from Yan Xiaye's drunken ramblings, the bartender's interest in her grew, and he softly coaxed, "Then, while we wait for the person coming to pick you up, why don't you rest at my place..."
Yan Xiaye, dazed and confused from the alcohol, couldn't quite understand what he was saying; she just felt he was ceaselessly talking, giving her a headache.
To avoid him, she simply gave up on support and staggered forward.
Meanwhile, a black Hummer quietly stopped across from the bar.
The car door opened, and a stern man in a suit stepped out with long strides, his handsome features highlighted by the colorful neon lights of the bar street, giving off an air of danger and wildness. His narrow, deep-set eyes were chilly, and his arrival instantly captured everyone's attention.
Yan Xiaye was oblivious to this and only knew that before she had taken a few steps, she bumped into the arms of a tall, warm man.
Driven by the instinct to seek warmth, Yan Xiaye sighed comfortably and hugged the man's strong waist tightly like a koala. Her cheeks flushed as she rubbed her face against the man's custom-made shirt once, then again.
The bartender following close behind and the man's bodyguard both widened their eyes in surprise, but it was the bodyguard who spoke first, "Young Master, do you want me to throw this woman out?"
The bartender quickly followed suit, "I'm sorry, sir, this lady was under my care, and I neglected..."
Li Yuntang's brows furrowed lightly, and a stern look from him was enough to suppress the bartender's inappropriate thoughts.
"Ah, perhaps you are the 'Younger Uncle' here to pick her up?" Unable to withstand the immense pressure from the man, the bartender shivered and, having an epiphany, quickly nodded and bowed before walking away.
The bodyguard, sensing the right moment, immediately turned to open the car door for his boss without mentioning anything foolish about throwing someone out again.
Li Yuntang withdrew his gaze and gently lifted the petite woman's chin, looking into her eyes that shimmered like water and asked softly, "Yan Xiaye, do you still recognize who I am?"
His voice, deep and magnetic like a cello, was calm and pleasant, causing the intoxicated Yan Xiaye to ponder and finally smile foolishly, "Your voice is really nice. I want to hear you speak more!"
From her angle, looking up, the man towered over her, his double eyelids accentuating the deep lines above his narrow eyes, his dark eyes shimmering mysteriously.
With meticulously sculpted features and an aura of supreme nobility, he did look somewhat familiar.
Upon reflection, that familiarity seemed more like a mere illusion.
Otherwise, such a handsome man, even if just brushed past, would be unforgettable for a lifetime.
Hearing Yan Xiaye compliment his voice, Li Yuntang could only laugh helplessly and gave up on the nonsensical conversation, signaling the bodyguard to make a unilateral decision, "Get in the car, head to the nearest hotel."
...
Dihao Hotel welcomed a very important guest that night.
The doormen lined up on both sides, bowing diligently, each carefully staring at the ground, daring not to peek at the woman cradled in the arms of the VIP.
"Young Master, your presidential suite is ready; here is the key card."
Taking the key card with both hands from the hotel manager, Li Yuntang commandeered the hotel's staff elevator and took Yan Xiaye directly to the eighteenth floor.
Having placed Yan Xiaye on the bed, Li Yuntang pinched his collar to smell the alcohol that had seeped onto him, then turned and headed towards the bathroom, soon the sound of running water followed.
Uncomfortable...
Lying in bed, Yan Xiaye was only obedient for a few minutes before the delayed effects of the alcohol had her tossing and turned, slowly opening her eyes.
It was hot, as if her entire body was on fire, accompanied by a strange, subtle itch.
Unable to guess if something was wrong with the alcohol, Yan Xiaye groggily got up, licked her dry, pale lips, and followed the sound of water.
In the bathroom, Li Yuntang had just managed to take off his shirt when he was wrapped up again by the clingy pest named Yan Xiaye.
"I... I'm so thirsty..."