Drunk on Marriage, Billionaire's Overindulgent Love-Chapter 767 - 301. [Heartbreaking Fairy Tale] The Beginning of the End (5)_2
This passage is quite long, and considering Lin Chu’s current state, she would usually take a long time, hesitating, to express herself clearly.
But Lin Chu seemed anxious, so her voice was smoother than before.
Lin Chu was soft as if she had no bones, her entire body weight leaning on Lu Huai’an, who stood motionless, with no intention to support her.
The rich aroma of red wine and the unique fragrance of a young girl wafted around his nose. The girl tilted her head and looked at him pitifully, biting her lower lip, innocent and pure, with a distressed and panicked appearance.
Seeing Lu Huai’an unmoved, Lin Chu sniffled and prepared to keep trying, "I..."
"Shut up."
Lin Chu had just uttered a word before she was interrupted by the man’s cold voice. The next moment, the arms wrapped around his waist were yanked away, and Lin Chu thought she would be thrown back onto the seat, like a piece of trash.
But the end result was, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Lu Huai’an carried her out of the restaurant horizontally.
Over the years, the number of times Lin Chu was held by Lu Huai’an, whether gently or irritably, were so few that she couldn’t count on one hand.
Most of the time it was like today, being clingily persistent.
When Lin Chu was thrown into the passenger seat, her back hit the car seat; it must have rubbed against a scar, and the sudden pain made her flushed little face wrinkle into a frown.
It was clear how ungentlemanly Lu Huai’an’s actions were, but she didn’t complain.
After the car drove for about ten minutes, the lingering pain finally subsided. Lin Chu tilted her head to look at the man beside her.
From this angle, his sculpted handsome face appeared even colder; the neon lights cast flickering reflections on his chiseled features, adding an inscrutable air.
He was only twenty-four years old, yet he seemed to have lived more of life than a thirty-year-old.
Brother HuaiAn, with Mr. Lin helping you, you should be able to live a little easier...
Lin Chu, even with her eyes closed, could sketch his features, so to avoid getting scolded, she quietly peeked and quietly diverted her gaze.
Tentatively, she asked in a low voice, "Can I... Can I not go home?"
Not go home?
Where did she want to go?
Lu Huai’an turned the steering wheel and spoke coldly, "I have no objections if you want to sleep on the street, but please lie further away; if the tires run over, there might be blood, don’t dirty my car."
Lin Chu, "..."
Who said she was the one with a sharp tongue?
If they came to hear what Lu Huai’an said to her, their previous judgments would undergo a complete transformation.
She murmured softly, "If my dad finds out I got drunk again, he’ll definitely scold me."
Lu Huai’an sneered lightly, his indifferent voice word by word, "You, deserve, a scolding."
Having an injury and still going out drinking—isn’t that just asking for trouble?
Deserves to be taught a lesson.
Lin Chu was not angry, her long hair messily scattered in front of her shoulders, she wound a few strands around her fingers, playing with them absentmindedly.
Leaning against the window, her little face was full of grievances, "Old wounds haven’t healed, now new ones. By then, I’ll surely be the ugliest bride in the world. The person I’m going to marry is Lu Huai’an; wouldn’t you be embarrassed along with me?"
Father’s designed wedding dress should be very beautiful.
"You are you, I am me, conflating the two would lower my IQ," Lu Huai’an’s deep black eyes were as calm as an ancient well, not showing any ripple, "Knowingly causing trouble, is it because you can’t bear your dad living a peaceful life each day, so you stir up some troublesome matters?"
Lin Chu watched the quickly retreating night scenery outside the car window, her eyes misty, the alcohol fermenting, her head growing more and more dazed.
Her vision blurred.
Earlier, Lu Huai’an and Shen Weiyi had walked into the restaurant without noticing her and went directly to the private room—this scene flickered in her mind.
Although there was no smile between his brows, his voice soaked in red wine was surprisingly soft, "Originally... didn’t plan to get drunk... but felt a bit sad..."
Saying many things as a joke, then no one will take them seriously.
After pausing for a moment, she added another sentence, "Because... I know you wouldn’t leave me, that’s why I told Wanwan and the others not to worry about me."
Her tone was very light, very low, and it was unclear if Lu Huai’an heard it, but in any case, he didn’t respond.
Lin Chu nestled in the corner, drowsy, not looking at him, unaware of his reaction or expression.
Just felt the car speed slow down.
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When Lin Chu was drunk, unless she was intentionally causing trouble for others, most of the time she was very quiet, not vomiting everywhere, nor making a fuss endlessly.
