Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 689 - 281【Dewy Summer】This time, it really is the end, right?_3

On the day Xu Qiubai was discharged from the hospital, it rained heavily.

The discharge procedures were taken care of by Yuan Yi, who also drove them home. Before leaving, he said to Wanxia, "Miss Ji, when do you think you’ll be done? I’ll come to pick you up."

Since it was the first time in four years that his son was coming home, Mr. Xu was particularly happy, buying a lot of groceries at the supermarket. Wanxia didn’t want to dampen his mood, so she agreed to join them for dinner.

Wanxia leaned against the door frame, her features calm, and said, "I don’t know, you tend to your own business; I’ll just grab a cab myself."

Ever since she fainted and woke up in the hospital, the group of bodyguards constantly watching her was gone.

Yuan Yi seemed a bit troubled, "But Mr. Gu instructed..."

Wanxia found it somewhat amusing, "I don’t even have an ID card; at most, I’ll just wander around the streets and can’t leave An City. You don’t have to be so tense."

Gu Shaozhi was not the sort to have time to personally watch over Wanxia, nor did he trust his subordinates to keep an eye on her. Though he gave her freedom, he had already made preparations.

Yuan Yi understood what Wanxia meant and didn’t explain further, politely saying, "With the year-end coming, all kinds of people are on the streets; it’s unsafe for a girl like you to take a cab at night."

Mmm, seemed quite legitimate.

"Do as you like then," Wanxia smiled, with a faint hint of sarcasm in her eyes.

Shutting the door, she went to the kitchen to help Mr. Xu with cooking.

Mr. Xu was a great cook, especially renowned for his soups. Wanxia and Lin Chu often came over to mooch meals when they were kids.

Though there were only three of them, he cooked enough for six or seven people, filling the table with dishes, even opening a rare bottle of wine.

Having just recovered from a serious illness, Xu Qiubai naturally couldn’t drink. Both the Xu father and son knew Wanxia couldn’t hold her liquor well, so they just let her drink a token amount.

This family was missing two people and an unborn child. After half a bottle of wine, Mr. Xu began reminiscing about the past, avoiding people whom Qiubai had forgotten. Most were anecdotes from Xu Qiubai’s childhood.

Flushed from the alcohol, his elderly eyes were moist and blurry.

Xu Qiubai went to support him, but his spirited father pushed him back, unprepared, Xu Qiubai dramatically yelled as he fell.

Wanxia laughed, doubled over the dining table.

Seeing Mr. Xu’s state, Xu Qiubai felt both helpless and somewhat saddened, "Dad, let me help you to your room to rest. It’s getting late, Wanwan has things to do, I’ll take her downstairs."

Xu Qiubai put his father’s arm around his neck, struggling to lift him from the chair. Wanxia stood up to help, Mr. Xu muttering complaints that she didn’t catch. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Mr. Xu’s heavy body fell onto the bed, and he actually burst out laughing.

"In this lifetime... it’s all fate... hic... cherish those around you... once lost, there’s nothing left..."

The habit of getting chatty after drinking was something both Xu Qiubai and Wanxia were familiar with. Once sober, it would all be fine.

After wiping down his father simply, Xu Qiubai closed the bedroom door, while Wanxia tidied up the dishes.

"The rain’s eased, should I drive you home?"

"No need, I just feel like wandering. You take care of Uncle."

"My dad’s already asleep, won’t need anyone for a while," Xu Qiubai said, handing Wanxia her coat from the rack, then began changing his shoes, "The light outside is broken, let me walk you downstairs."

Among friends, there’s no need for formalities, so Wanxia didn’t insist.

As they walked out of the complex, they saw Gu Shaozhi’s car, but the person who got out, umbrella in hand, was not the owner, rather it was Yuan Yi.

Xu Qiubai knew that Wanxia and Gu Shaozhi were divorced, though he wasn’t clear on their current situation. Since she didn’t mention it, he didn’t ask, "In this cold weather, don’t wander aimlessly, head back early."

Having had a bit to drink, perhaps under Mr. Xu’s influence, Wanxia suddenly felt a void within her. She knew what it was.

She smiled gently, "I’m going to the graveyard to visit Grandpa and sober up."

"So dark and rainy at night, doesn’t it creep you out?"

"Nagging, you go back, I’m leaving," Wanxia glanced at him and stepped out from under his umbrella, Yuan Yi quickly moved over to cover her with it.

When Wanxia mentioned going to the graveyard, Yuan Yi heard, so she didn’t need to instruct further.

As the car stopped outside the graveyard, Yuan Yi opened the back door, cautiously shielding Wanxia with an umbrella as she got out, "Miss Ji, be careful."

The streetlight cast a dim glow, Wanxia’s face hidden under the umbrella’s shadow, indistinct, her voice as faint as could be, "I’m in a bad mood, want to be alone. Leave the car here."