Today, I'm Going to Spend the Billionaire's Hundred Million Again-Chapter 423: If I Let Go, You’ll Run Away

Rong Qingqing saw all the elders coming, got anxious immediately, tugging at Shen Jue’s arm, "Let go quickly, I’ll let you hug me once we’re back in the room."

"No way." Shen Jue refused flatly, "I don’t want to let go now."

Reasoning wouldn’t work, Rong Qingqing was so mad she bit Shen Jue’s wrist, hoping he’d feel pain, retract his hand, and she’d be able to slip away.

But who knew, Shen Jue just frowned at her without loosening his grip.

"Are you letting go or not? If not, I’ll really bite your hand off!" Rong Qingqing was furious.

"No, if I let go, you’ll run away. My leg isn’t good, I can’t catch up." Shen Jue shook his head.

Rong Qingqing was both angry and helpless against Shen Jue.

"I won’t run, I swear I won’t run." Rong Qingqing asked Shen Jue, "Okay?"

"I don’t believe a single word you say." Shen Jue scoffed at her, "Count how many times you’ve run away."

Mr. Shen had already walked over after getting off the steps and asked Lin Bufan standing outside the car, "What’s going on? Why aren’t Shen Jue and Qingqing getting out of the car?"

"Sir, the young master is a bit drunk, holding Miss Qingqing and unwilling to let go, so Miss Qingqing can’t get out." Lin Bufan replied earnestly.

Inside the car, Rong Qingqing wished she could dig a hole with her toes and crawl out.

Mr. Shen paused for two seconds upon hearing this, then slowly bent over, looked at the two embracing in the car, and burst out laughing.

Mr. Shen’s laughter made Rong Qingqing’s face turn red.

"Lin Bufan, get me a knife, I’ll chop off Shen Jue’s hand!" Rong Qingqing was angrily embarrassed.

Mr. Shen laughed even harder.

He turned to the butler, "Get some strong bodyguards over to lift the two of them out of the car together."

Rong Qingqing was utterly humiliated throughout Shen Manor.

She went limp, burying her head into Shen Jue’s embrace, allowing a few bodyguards to lift her and Shen Jue out together like they were carrying elephants. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Shen Jue’s expression never changed. Even when he was seated in the wheelchair, he adjusted Rong Qingqing’s position back onto his lap from slipping off.

All around, there was soft laughter.

Rong Qingqing’s face flushed bright red.

It was almost as red as a fully ripe tomato.

Shen Jue carried Rong Qingqing back to the room without the slightest change in expression.

You couldn’t tell if it was because a drunken person had thick skin, or if Shen Jue’s skin was thick to begin with.

"Shen Jue, you’re not allowed to drink anymore in the future! Not a drop! You’re not even allowed to smell it!" Rong Qingqing was infuriated.

"We’re back in the room, can you let go of me now?" Rong Qingqing nudged Shen Jue, "I need to wash up!"

Shen Jue thought about it and made a request, "You can’t run away."

"I won’t run! I won’t run!" Rong Qingqing had lost all her dignity for the night.

Only then did Shen Jue release Rong Qingqing. Once free, Rong Qingqing dashed into the bathroom.

She soaked in the tub, spending over an hour before leisurely emerging.

Shen Jue was sitting in his wheelchair by the bathroom door. Rong Qingqing nearly bumped into him when she came out.

"What are you doing waiting here?" Rong Qingqing was startled.

"You’ve been in there for a long time, I was afraid you’d drown in the tub," Shen Jue replied.

Rong Qingqing was furious, storming heavily to the bed.

At this time, Nanny Zhao brought in some hangover soup.

"Young master, have some hangover soup, otherwise you won’t feel well in the morning." Nanny Zhao glanced at Rong Qingqing with a smile, knowing Rong Qingqing was embarrassed, so she didn’t make any teasing remarks.

It had been more than an hour since they returned, so Shen Jue was already somewhat sober.

But since Nanny Zhao had brought the hangover soup, Shen Jue didn’t refuse and drank it all.

Nanny Zhao took the empty bowl, pointed to the bedside table with a loving look, "Madam prepared something for you both on the bedside table, young master must use it, so as not to damage Miss Qingqing’s reputation."

After saying that, Nanny Zhao left the room with a knowing smile and thoughtfully locked the door for them.

"What’s in the bedside table?" Shen Jue called out to Rong Qingqing as he took off his coat, "Qingqing, open it and see."