Because Gao Jun had sold his car to pay off debts before.
He had no choice but to take a Didi to the cinema.
Upon arriving on the fourth floor, he approached the cinema's front desk and asked, "Hello, is there a lady here who's drunk?"
The middle-aged man beside heard him and quickly responded, "Mr. Gao, right? The lady is here."
Following him into the office, Gao Jun saw Liang Yaqi sitting in a chair with a backrest, her head looking somewhat groggy.
The middle-aged man then introduced himself, "I am Manager Chen from Zhongying Cinema, I was the one who called you just now."
Gao Jun looked at the drunken Liang Yaqi in front of him, somewhat at a loss for words.
Coming to the cinema to drink.
How is that any different from going to a bar to play Dou Di Zhu?
He then walked over and asked, "Why would you come to the cinema to drink instead of going home in the middle of the night? What were you thinking?"
Liang Yaqi, upon hearing his voice, slowly lifted her head.
Her eyes shimmered with tears, seemingly overwhelmed by boundless sorrow, conveying a deep sense of loss.
Her long hair disheveled over her shoulders, added a touch of disordered beauty.
Perhaps because she had been drinking, her body felt warm, and the top button of her blouse was undone, revealing the delicate skin at her collarbone.
Seeing Gao Jun arrive, Liang Yaqi's lips curved into a bitter smile, occasionally parting as if whispering something or perhaps immersed in her own world of sorrow.
The slightly tipsy state made her appear even more vulnerable, as if a gust of wind could knock her over.
"You came... have you come?" Perhaps seeing that Gao Jun had finally arrived, she seemed a bit happier, "I... I knew you would come."
Worried that this woman might speak more and err more, Gao Jun decided to take her away, "I'll take you home."
Perhaps sensing something unusual in their relationship, Manager Chen of the cinema still asked to be sure, "Sir, to take this lady away, you'll need to sign a form confirming you're taking her, and... excuse me for asking, but what is your relationship with this lady?"
Gao Jun did not know how to respond momentarily.
He certainly couldn't reply that she was his ex-wife's lover's wife.
If he said that, Manager Chen's CPU might take several turns to comprehend.
So, he replied, "Her best friend is my sister, she had a fight with her husband and is using me as a tool."
Hearing this, Manager Chen finally understood, "Alright then, please take care of taking this lady home, sir."
Thus, Gao Jun helped Liang Yaqi to stand.
[Why is she so heavy?]
This was Gao Jun's subconscious reaction.
Although Liang Yaqi had a good figure, she weighed at most around a hundred pounds.
Combined with her nearly 1.7 meters height, to outsiders, it seemed like parts that were supposed to protrude certainly did, and parts that were supposed to be slender were notably obvious.
He then remembered a saying, drunk people have bones made of iron.
No way could he support her walking.
As for carrying her princess-style... obviously, that was too strenuous.
He came in front of Liang Yaqi and crouched down halfway, "Come on, I'll carry you."
Liang Yaqi, without much thought and having drunk five bottles, saw the back offered and wanted to get on.
So, she naturally leaned onto him.
Manager Chen, seeing this, felt somewhat envious.
Perhaps tonight he would call his sister to ask if she had any good-looking friends.
Gao Jun carried Liang Yaqi, leaving the cinema.
And Liang Yaqi was becoming more daring, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.
Even Gao Jun could feel the softness pressing against his back.
Although Liang Yaqi was drunk,
she still carried a faint scent on her.
Under the double stimulation of alcohol and perfume, it had to be said that it was a sensation he hadn't experienced in a long time.
But Gao Jun still thought it was too absurd.
He was actually carrying the wife of his ex-wife's lover.
What kind of script was this?
[Sigh, forget it, let's quickly get her home before things become even more muddled.]
Walking on the street, Gao Jun was about to call a Didi.
The Liang Yaqi on his back murmured, "I drove here..."
"Where's the car?" Gao Jun thought it was just right, saving himself from having to call a taxi and waste money.
"It seems like... the second basement level of the parking lot, I don't quite remember. You'll have to look for it slowly." After saying this, Liang Yaqi leaned her head directly onto Gao Jun's body, as if she were about to fall asleep.
Seeing this, Gao Jun hurriedly shouted, "Hey, don't sleep. You still have to tell me the license plate number. What is your license plate number?"
Having no choice, he had to carry Liang Yaqi slowly into the parking lot.
By the time they reached the second basement level, although Liang Yaqi was not heavy, carrying her this way was still making him breathless.
Moreover, the passing glances from people around made him somewhat uncomfortable.
He put Liang Yaqi down and let her lean against a pillar.
He then searched himself for the keys.
While being close to her, he could clearly see Liang Yaqi's heaving chest.
Gao Jun didn't avoid it; he kept his eyes wherever they fell.
After all, he was a gentleman.
It wasn't like someone would believe he would do such things in a parking lot.
After finding the keys, Gao Jun pressed them twice.
Eventually, he found the BMW not far away.
He got into the car and drove it to where Liang Yaqi was standing.
Then Gao Jun helped her up, preparing to get into the car.
At that moment, a car happened to pass by.
Seeing Gao Jun helping Liang Yaqi, and taking another look at Liang Yaqi's face and figure,
The male owner of the car stared with widened eyes.
"You can pick up something even in a parking lot?"
Gao Jun naturally ignored the others' stares as he returned to the driver's seat and buckled Liang Yaqi's seatbelt.
As he was doing so, in the confined space of the car, a unique fragrance that was a mix of alcohol and female scent wafted from Liang Yaqi's neck.
While fastening the seatbelt, Gao Jun's fingers inevitably touched her skin.
It was slightly cool, feeling like touching the softest cloud.
Under the parking lot lighting, Liang Yaqi's profile was indeed stunningly beautiful.
Her eyes were slightly unfocused, cheeks slightly flushed, hair slightly disheveled.
Liang Yaqi, perhaps noticing Gao Jun looking at her, opened her eyes and smiled foolishly, "Do you think I'm prettier than your ex-wife?"
Gao Jun didn't answer directly but simply hit the gas pedal and drove off.
Liang Yaqi was talking to herself, her expression slightly forlorn, "But why does my husband still cheat with your ex-wife... Am I not pretty..."
"Where do you live?" Gao Jun changed the subject.
"I told him I'd stay at my best friend's place tonight." Liang Yaqi rubbed her temples, "I'm not going home."
He had no choice but to ask, "Then where does your best friend live?"
"She recently left Modu to study elsewhere."
Gao Jun said helplessly, "Then I'll find you a hotel."
"I didn't bring my ID."
Gao Jun: ...
Liang Yaqi said softly, "I'll go to your place..."
"No," Gao Jun thought without a second thought and directly refused.
He didn't want Yingying to see a strange woman in their home the next day.
"Then just stop somewhere on the side of the road, I'll sleep in the car..." Suddenly, Liang Yaqi noticed Gao Jun seemed different.
From the formerly submissive, he had become principled and assertive.
Was this the transformation from a divorce?
If she got divorced, could she become like this too?
Liang Yaqi began to reminisce, missing her confident, life-aspiring self from her student days.
Seeing her state, Gao Jun thought it over and eventually still drove towards his home.
But before going upstairs, he made clear conditions with Liang Yaqi, "Once inside, go straight to the bedroom to sleep, make no noise, and you must leave before seven in the morning. I don't want my daughter to see you."
With her eyes closed and lips pouting like a child, Liang Yaqi nodded, "Okay, I understand..."
Just as the two reached an agreement, Liang Yaqi unbuttoned another button on her clothing and exhaled a word, "Hot..."
The outline became even more apparent with the aid of the seat belt.