Fallen To The Ruthless Obssessive CEO-Chapter 189 - 175: I’ll Take You Home

The floor of the private room was strewn with bottles, evidence of heavy drinking. The music blared, and the air was thick with the scent of alcohol. Feng Meiling sat on the floor in the corner, still sipping on a bottle.

Si Chen had never seen her like this before. He rushed over, turned off the room’s speakers, and snatched the bottle from her hand: "Are you crazy?"

"Why are you drinking so much for no reason?"

Confronted, Feng Meiling looked up, her eyes red as if she had been crying.

She wore a white camisole dress, her skin as fair as snow, adding an inexplicable sense of fragility. Her makeup was minimal, making her look like an innocent and pitiable delicate flower.

Feng Meiling sobbed, "I’m in pain."

Si Chen really wasn’t used to seeing her like this.

In his memory, Feng Meiling was always a strong woman; she bullied others, and no one dared to bully her.

Putting down the bottle, he squatted in front of her, softening his tone: "What happened?"

He was still in his suit, looking proper and formal.

When Feng Meiling saw him, she guessed he must have been at some formal event, otherwise he wouldn’t have rushed over in formal attire.

This softened Feng Meiling’s heart even more.

She pouted, acting pathetically: "I got dumped."

Si Chen was shocked: "Huh?"

He raised his hand and put it on her forehead: "No fever, damn it, you didn’t even have a relationship. Where’s this heartbreak from?"

Feng Meiling pulled his hand away: "Can’t I be heartbroken over unrequited love?"

Saying that, she started to cry softly: "I was so good to him, but he doesn’t like me. Do you know what he told me? He said he just liked toying with me, boo hoo hoo..."

"Scumbag!" Si Chen cursed: "Damn, what’s his name, where’s he from? I’ll take care of him!"

Si Chen was truly angry.

He felt it was inconceivable.

When did Feng Meiling have a crush?

He didn’t know a thing about it.

Hearing his bold words, Feng Meiling was suddenly moved. She raised her hand and hugged him, "I knew it, you’re the best to me."

She looked up at him, her drunken expression pitiful, and pouted asking him, "Tell me, am I not pretty?"

Suddenly hugged by her, Si Chen’s ears turned bright red.

He wanted to push her away; after all, men and women shouldn’t be so intimate.

But seeing her drunken state and her slightly flushed face, he couldn’t bear to do it. He said, "You’re pretty."

"Then why doesn’t he like me?"

Si Chen was inexplicably infuriated by this.

He cursed.

"He’s blind."

He didn’t know where his anger came from.

Si Chen said, "It’s late, and you’ve drunk so much. I’ll take you home."

With that, he helped her up.

But as soon as she stood, Feng Meiling shrieked and fell weakly into his arms.

Si Chen quickly caught her.

But with that embrace, the two of them were completely entwined.

"Feng Meiling, stand properly," Si Chen said with shaking temples. His family was strict, and he always kept himself in check. When had he ever been so intimate with a girl?

Feng Meiling softly said, "Okay."

But seeing him about to release her, she fell back into his arms again.

"Oops."

The appearance of a drunkard.

Si Chen caught her and realized it was impossible for her to stand on her own.

Thinking it over, he simply wrapped his arm around her waist and picked her up.

The sudden princess carry caught Feng Meiling off guard, her heart racing.

Despite Si Chen’s slim build, his height was evident, standing at 1.82 meters, making carrying her effortless.

Si Chen held her and turned to walk out.