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Chapter 609 - 507 What Night Has No Moon (Seeking Monthly Passes!)_2

Chapter 609: 507 What Night Has No Moon (Seeking Monthly Passes!)_2

"Which hotel are you staying at?"

"You ah, still the same as before, once you can’t argue anymore, you start to avoid."

Tong Dan chuckled lightly.

"Yes, I’ve never been able to outtalk you, happy now?"

"Fang Qing, if you were a boy, I would definitely marry you. If I were a boy, that would work too—I’d have to marry you either way."

Fang Qing sighed, "What a pity, missed opportunities."

Both women laughed without caring about their image.

Passersby looked at the two beauties in surprise.

"All right, I’ll be going now. I’ll come see you next time."

Arriving at a subway station, Tong Dan stopped walking.

"It’s still early. Don’t you want to hang out more?"

Although they were both still young, life is a subtraction game. Fang Qing understood that many people, once seen, are seen one less time.

"You’ve got things to do. I don’t want to keep you."

Fang Qing looked puzzled.

Tong Dan, with a complicated heart, pretended everything was fine. After struggling with herself the whole way, she still smiled and said, "Just now, I ran into Jiang Chen at the restaurant."

Fang Qing was taken aback.

"I cussed him out again. Don’t be mad at me. I just couldn’t hold it in, that guy, he really is too hateful."

Fang Qing didn’t say a word.

"Okay, I’m off. Tell that guy, he better not let me run into him again, or I’ll still have to scold him."

"I’ll walk you out."

Fang Qing spoke up.

"No need, you go ahead. It must be his first time coming to Capital City to see you, right? He probably can’t catch a flight now; he definitely can’t escape."

Tong Dan waved her hand indifferently.

Fang Qing stood still.

"Go on then."

Tong Dan urged.

Fang Qing pursed her lips, "Then, after you get to the hotel, send me a message."

"Relax, relax, I’m not a kid."

Tong Dan said with a smile.

Fang Qing turned around and headed back the way she came, her steps gradually quickening.

Tong Dan stood at the subway entrance, watching everything closely.

"Phew."

She exhaled deeply, then turned around. Instead of taking the elevator, she hopped and skipped down the steps, humming, "In the bustling streets, I think of him, how is he now? Unfortunately, I can’t give you the answer you want, but you must, you must be happy..."

Red light.

Fang Qing stood at one end of the crosswalk, looking at the neon lights flickering across at Taoli Xia, took out her phone, and dialed the number she seldom bothered.

"Where are you?"

The sounds of cars and people echoed from the other side, matching her current setting, along with the faint sound of music.

"Eating."

"Alone?"

"Yeah."

"Feel lonely? Need someone to keep you company?"

"Sitting’s fine, but I’m not covering the bill."

Fang Qing’s lips curled upwards, "You’re still at Pàilè Square?"

"Mhm, just sitting outside Taoli Xia’s entrance."

Fang Qing smiled, unsurprised, "I’ll be right over."

After saying that, she hung up the call.

The red light turned green.

She crossed the street and returned to the entrance of Taoli Xia, looked around the vicinity, and eventually saw that someone was sitting alone under the eaves of a building, fussing with chopsticks, with some peanuts and other snacks on a small table, as well as two bottles of beer.

Because he was sitting on the side of the main entrance of Taoli Xia, you wouldn’t notice him if you weren’t specifically looking.

No wonder she hadn’t spotted him when she came out earlier.

"You’re really enjoying yourself."

Fang Qing approached.

Jiang Chen looked up, "Where’s Tong Dan?"

"She’s gone."

Fang Qing sat down, "You really know how to enjoy yourself, huh?"

"You bet."

Jiang Chen sighed, "I was planning to come and mooch a meal, but I got kicked out, so I had to make do by myself."

Both of them were incredibly natural, neither showing any surprise or disbelief.

"Tsk tsk, you make it sound so pitiful. Should I order a couple more dishes for you?"

"No need, I’ve already eaten."

Fang Qing picked up a beer bottle.

"What are you doing?"

"Joining you for a drink."

"Haven’t you already had a drink?"

"Just now it was all Tong Dan drinking. What, is it hard to part with a little alcohol for me?"

"Aren’t you supposed to be the host?"

Jiang Chen said, puzzled.

Fang Qing gave him a look and didn’t argue, just called the waiter over, ordered a few more bottles of beer, and got herself another glass.

"Really not going to add any more dishes?"

The host’s belated hospitality.

Jiang Chen gave a wry smile, "Can you handle it? Make sure not to get drunk."

"You know my alcohol tolerance."

Fang Qing said, undeterred.

Jiang Chen was, of course, aware of her drinking capacity, which wasn’t that strong, hence his comment. However, Fang Qing insisted on drinking, and he couldn’t do anything about it.

"Why are you in Capital City? Is there something you need to do?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Chen didn’t dodge the question, "An elder is hospitalized here in Capital City, just came to visit."

Reading that the other was just making a side trip to see her, or perhaps expecting this, Fang Qing showed no reaction and poured her drink into the glass, "Nothing serious I hope?"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

"It’s nothing serious now."

"How long will you stay?"

Fang Qing lifted her glass, drinking and asking at the same time.

"It depends on the situation."

Jiang Chen picked up a peanut, "Just now I saw a lot of people coming out with you..."

"They’re all colleagues from my law firm. We had a company dinner."

Fang Qing asked with a smile, "Since you saw me, why didn’t you call out to me?"

Jiang Chen shook his head, saying helplessly, "I don’t want to be scolded by Tong Dan in front of so many people. How embarrassing, right?"

"Why would she scold you?"

Fang Qing pretended to be puzzled.

Jiang Chen glanced at her, "Who knows, maybe it’s that time of the month, and she’s in a bad mood."

Fang Qing chuckled and gave him an annoyed look.

"Drink up."

Jiang Chen picked up his glass, once again voiced his concern, "Really, don’t get drunk."

"Mind your own business."

"Fine, if you get drunk later, I won’t take care of you. I’ll just leave you here, and whoever picks you up, it won’t be my responsibility."

"Who asked you to take responsibility?"

Whenever Fang Qing was in front of Jiang Chen, she became like a different person, always giving as good as she got, "Making such a fuss over a drink, are you like this with Li Shuru too?"

Jiang Chen laughed but didn’t bother to say any more.

"Didn’t you eat already? Why are you still eating?"

Fang Qing snatched his chopsticks.

"Look at how stingy you are. Didn’t you say you were full? Don’t you know there’s a food crisis going on in the world right now? Wasting food is a shame."

Fang Qing suddenly became sharp-tongued again.

Jiang Chen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Just as expected.

In the end, Fang Qing was indeed drunk, not to the point of unconsciousness, but her cheeks were flushed, and she swayed a little as she walked.

Jiang Chen tried to help her, but she pushed him away, mumbling, "I’m fine."

Seeing her almost stumble over a curb and nearly fall, Jiang Chen couldn’t help himself and grabbed her arm.

"Where do you live? I’ll take you home."

Fang Qing raised her hand and pointed vaguely toward the street.

"The specific location."

Jiang Chen really didn’t know where she was currently living.

Fang Qing mumbled unclearly, not really making sense.

She must have drank at their dinner earlier as well, otherwise, she wouldn’t have ended up like this.

Jiang Chen had no choice but to squat down, lift Fang Qing onto his back,

Even though it had been a long time since he’d done this, it still felt familiar to do it again.

Lifting the woman who was now much heavier than she used to be, Jiang Chen could only walk in the direction she had pointed to earlier for the time being.

Her soft hair spilled over his shoulders, brushing his cheek and causing a mild tingle, while warm breath occasionally washed over his ear.

Even though passersby kept casting strange glances, Jiang Chen ignored them completely, without any distraction, muttering as he walked, "Couldn’t you have chosen someone else to trouble..."

Maybe she heard him in her daze because Fang Qing bumped her head against his.

Jiang Chen immediately stopped talking.

When they were kids, Fang Qing loved to pretend to sprain her ankle to win his sympathy, and even though it was always the same trick, he fell for it every time.

Once successful, the girl—who appeared obedient in everyone’s eyes—would reveal a fierce smile, proudly climbing onto his back and grasping his ears, treating him like a mount.

If she were to unconsciously perform such actions while drunk, it would indeed be a great embarrassment.

Compared to her youthful self, Fang Qing had put on quite a bit of weight, but Jiang Chen had also grown much stronger than he used to be.

Carrying Fang Qing on his back, he made his way through the bustling crowd, stepping more steadily than in the past.

Perhaps due to the smooth ride, Fang Qing in her muddled state readjusted to a more comfortable position, tightening her arm around his neck, almost embracing him, her cheek drawing closer against his.