The Tycoon's Mysterious Darling Wife
Chapter 122. Good intentions treated like donkey’s liver and lungs (first update)

Chapter 122: 122. Good intentions treated like donkey’s liver and lungs (first update)

Shen Qinglan watched as Fu Hengyi’s figure entered the elevator before she slowly closed the door. The house, which had seemed warm, now felt so desolate.

Shen Qinglan let out a wry smile helplessly. When did she become so deeply attached to a man?

She went into the bedroom, picked up the home clothes Fu Hengyi had changed out of, and walked into the bathroom. After washing the clothes clean, she cleaned the house inside and out. As night fell, the small home seemed even more lonely. Shen Qinglan thought for a moment and then called Jin Enxi.

**

Beijing’s most famous bar, Qingcheng.

Shen Qinglan and Jin Enxi sat in a private room on the second floor of the bar, looking down at the first floor.

"I mean, An, who comes to a bar and stays in a private room? We might as well go downstairs," Jin Enxi said, somewhat bored. Shen Qinglan was not one for talking, and with only two of them in the private room aside from drinking, Jin Enxi really couldn’t find anything else to do.

"If you want to go, just go downstairs," Shen Qinglan said indifferently, vaguely regretting coming to the bar.

Jin Enxi snorted uninterestedly and entertained herself with a few dice.

Shen Qinglan’s gaze stayed on the downstairs, more precisely on a booth where Wu Qian and her boyfriend were drinking. There was also another man who occasionally and nonchalantly rested his hand on the back of Wu Qian’s chair. Wu Qian’s boyfriend, despite seeing this, pretended not to notice and only focused on the seductively dancing women in the dance floor.

The man kept urging Wu Qian to drink. Wu Qian had met this man a few times and knew he was a close friend of Chen Qingtian. Despite her low alcohol tolerance, she didn’t refuse due to saving face. After a few drinks of strong liquor, she began to show signs of intoxication.

The man’s hand slowly moved down to her shoulder. Wu Qian stiffened slightly and used the excuse of going to the restroom to escape.

"Qingtian, are you sure you’re giving this woman to me?" Zhou Liang asked Chen Qingtian.

Without turning his head, still fixated on a seductive woman in the dance floor, Chen Qingtian let out an indifferent chuckle. "If you like her, she’s yours. Enjoy," he said.

Zhou Liang smiled, "You used to like her quite a bit—that effort you put into chasing her. Now that you’re giving her to me, I won’t be modest. Hope you don’t regret it."

Chen Qingtian finally moved his gaze from the woman, "It’s just a woman, why should we make such a big deal among brothers."

Zhou Liang didn’t say anything further, just smiled. This kind of thing was common among them; for people like them, women didn’t really mean much.

Actually, since Wu Qian told him she was pregnant the last time, Chen Qingtian had lost interest in her. He had coaxed her back merely because he felt it was a pity to give up someone he had chased with such effort. But after getting her back, he regretted it because Wu Qian had recently become clingier and more controlling.

For instance, today, Chen Qingtian originally wanted to go to the bar to hunt for beauties, to simply enjoy a change of flavor. Sleeping with the same woman over and over could get dull. However, just as he was about to leave, Wu Qian adamantly wanted to come along, and Chen Qingtian was certainly not pleased. Just as he was about to refuse, he suddenly remembered that last time Zhou Liang had mentioned Wu Qian, seemingly interested in her, and back then, Chen Qingtian still cared about her and certainly didn’t want to share. But now, while thinking about how to shake off Wu Qian, Chen Qingtian had a lightbulb moment and dialed Zhou Liang, thus leading to tonight’s trio at the bar.

Seeing Wu Qian head towards the restroom, Shen Qinglan stood up and also walked out.

Wu Qian was currently standing in front of the vanity, touching up her makeup, clearly a bit tipsy.

"Wu Qian," Shen Qinglan called out.

Wu Qian turned around and looked at Shen Qinglan, and it took her a good while to recognize who this person was. "Shen Qinglan, it’s you."

"You’re drunk."

Wu Qian wanted to shake her head, but her head was a bit dizzy. She steadied herself, "It’s just a bit dizzy, I’m not drunk."

Shen Qinglan glanced at her indifferently, seeing her eyes blurry, her gaze flickered, "Since you’re dizzy, you should go back. A bar is not a place to stay for long."

"I came with my boyfriend, not alone," Wu Qian said.

It’s precisely because of your boyfriend that I’m saying this.

Shen Qinglan could see clearly from the second floor; the man who came with them clearly had bad intentions towards Wu Qian, while her boyfriend turned a blind eye, even knowingly.

"Your boyfriend is not a good person, you better stay away from him," Shen Qinglan thought for a moment and still spoke up.

Wu Qian, knowing that Fang Tong and Yu Xiaoxuan were aware of Shen Qinglan’s identity, felt aggrieved that she was the only one not in the loop, and now Shen Qinglan was talking about her boyfriend, Wu Qian’s repressed anger erupted instantaneously.

"Shen Qinglan, I know you are now the Shen Family’s daughter, with a prestigious status, but you can’t just slander others. I know better than you whether my boyfriend is a good person or not, I don’t need your fake concern here."

Upon hearing this, Shen Qinglan’s eyes cooled slightly, she fixedly looked at Wu Qian once and turned to leave.

Rare kindness from herself was treated as meddling, she had said what she had to say, whether they listened or not, she couldn’t control.

Just around the corner, she heard a whistle, only to see Jin Enxi leaning against the wall, a naughty smile on her doll’s face, which hadn’t spoiled her beauty but rather added a carefree charm.

"An, it’s the first time I know you could be nosy too, when did your heart soften up?" Jin Enxi teased.

Shen Qinglan smiled faintly, probably influenced by Fu Hengyi, she thought indifferently.

Shen Qinglan and Jin Enxi then left the bar, each heading their own way.

After Wu Qian’s head cleared a bit, she returned to the booth, where only Zhou Liang was present.

"Where is Qingtian?" Wu Qian asked.

"He went to the restroom. Didn’t you bump into him?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Qian said, "I must have missed him, then I’ll go look for him."

Zhou Liang pulled on Wu Qian’s hand, but didn’t hold on, immediately letting go; Wu Qian didn’t mind, "He’s just using the restroom, he won’t get lost. If you go look, you might miss him again, better wait here."

Wu Qian thought about it and agreed, sitting down, this time leaving a bit of distance from Zhou Liang.

"You seemed like you couldn’t hold your liquor just now, so I ordered a juice for you. Try it." Zhou Liang apparently hadn’t noticed Wu Qian’s distance, smiling as he handed her a glass of juice.

Wu Qian took it, indeed not wanting to drink alcohol anymore; drinking some juice was good. She took a light sip, and Zhou Liang smiled.

What he didn’t say was that Chen Qingtian had just used Wu Qian’s restroom break to hook up with a voluptuous woman and had already left.