Chapter 1635: Arriving at His Villa

Ling Hui and Young Master Qin left the room and walked out of the clubhouse.

When they arrived at Young Master Qin’s sports car, Ling Hui’s red lips curled up slightly. “Young Master Qin, to be honest, I came to the clubhouse with you tonight for Tang Xi.”

Young Master Qin was stunned for a moment before he smiled. “You’re too blunt.”

Ling Hui shrugged and did not comment. “I had a relations.h.i.+p with Tang Xi.”

“Stupid brat. He didn’t even cherish such a beautiful woman by his side.” Young Master Qin was filled with righteous indignation, but he was not really angry at Tang Xi. “Don’t worry, I don’t steal from my brothers. I just can’t stand his behavior.”

Although Young Master Qin looked frivolous, he did not make people feel that he was frivolous and greasy. Ling Hui pushed her long hair that was messed up by the wind behind her ear and her smile widened. “Actually, you can’t blame him.”

“That brat must be feeling uncomfortable that you played billiards with me tonight.” Young Master Qin took out his car keys and pressed the unlock b.u.t.ton. “It’s good to make him anxious since he doesn’t cherish you. Let’s go, I’ll send you back.”

Ling Hui looked at Young Master Qin, her beautiful eyes moving. “Are you really sending me? I’m not going back to the hotel!”

Young Master Qin raised his eyebrows. “Don’t you want to sleep in?”

“I’m going to Tang Xi’s house.”

Young Master Qin was speechless.

That d.a.m.ned Tang Xi was really lucky. Why couldn’t he meet a beauty who was so devoted to him?

…

In the clubhouse.

After Ling Hui and Young Master Qin left, Tang Xi’s soul seemed to have been taken away by them.

His tall body leaned against the sofa, drinking gloomily.

“Young Master Tang…” A soft and pleasant voice trailed over.

Tang Xi raised his slender and bright eyes and looked at Yanyan, the top host of the club, who had entered the room unknowingly. He raised an eyebrow. “Why, what’s the matter?”

“I don’t think Young Master Tang is in a good mood. In the past, Young Master Tang would be in a good mood whenever Yanyan danced. Shall I dance for Young Master Tang now?”

Before Tang Xi could say anything, Yanyan jumped up in front of him.

She was wearing an ankle-length dress and was dancing a cla.s.sic dance. Her figure was soft and she attracted the attention of many young men in the room.

They had watched too much pole dancing and modern dance. They had not expected cla.s.sical dancing to be as beautiful that seductive.

Only Tang Xi was sitting on the sofa, looking like he was watching Yan Yan dance, but also like he was not.

After Yanyan finished her dance, Tang Xi stood up from the sofa. He had drunk quite a bit of alcohol alone and when he got up, he was a little shaky. Yanyan hurried forward to support Tang Xi’s arm.

Tang Xi handed the car keys to Yanyan. “Take me back.”

Yanyan was delighted.

…

Yanyan drove Tang Xi’s car to the entrance of the villa.

Yanyan bent down, wanting to unbuckle Tang Xi’s seatbelt. However, Tang Xi raised his hand and rejected her. “I used to find it interesting watching you dance. Now, I don’t feel anything anymore.”

Yanyan was stunned.

“Find a new target. If it’s not an important gathering, I won’t go there again.”

Yan Yan bit her lip. “Does Young Master Tang have a girlfriend?”

Tang Xi did not answer.

But Yanyan understood.

“I’ll let my sisters know not to think of ways to seduce Young Master Tang and to give you some peace when you come over in the future.”

Tang Xi hummed.

“Drive my car back tonight. I’ll get the driver to drive it tomorrow.”

Tang Xi got out of the car and Yanyan looked at his staggering back, feeling extremely disappointed.

When he had been a playboy, Yanyan had followed him for a month.

He would bring her wherever he went.

He would also take her to the hotel for the night, but he never touched her and only let her dance.

The next day, he would give her a high reward. Many sisters were envious of her, but only she knew the sadness of not being able to get it even though it was so close.

Tang Xi walked to the door of the villa and unlocked the door with his fingerprint.

The door opened and he walked in. He was about to close the door when someone followed behind him.

There was a drunken look in Tang Xi’s eyes. He turned back to look at the person who had followed in and his eyes narrowed.

Were his eyes playing a trick on him?

The woman who came in was wearing a dark green dress with long hair that fell over her shoulders. Her face was cold and her skin was fair. Who else could it be but Ling Hui?

Tang Xi ma.s.saged his temples.

Suddenly, he felt that it was impossible for Ling Hui to appear here. It must be his hallucination.

“Yanyan?”

Ling Hui looked at the drunk man and heard him calling her Yanyan. She could not help muttering softly, “Why are you so drunk like this…”

She went forward and held his arm.

The next second, he shook her off.

“Didn’t I ask you to go back?”

“You drank too much. I was afraid that you would fall, so I’m going to help you upstairs to rest first.”

Tang Xi was supported by Ling Hui for a few steps before Tang Xi stopped. He raised his hand and pulled Ling Hui’s hand away from her arm. “Don’t think that I don’t know what you’re thinking. You want to take advantage of me when I’m drunk. Don’t be delusional…”

Ling Hui really wanted to slap him. “Don’t worry, I won’t take advantage of you.”

Tang Xi said nothing more and let Ling Hui help him upstairs.

When he reached the room, he lay on the bed.

His slightly drunk eyes landed on Ling Hui. “Why do you look like that woman?”

Ling Hui took off his shoes for him, pulled the blanket over him, and glanced at him. “Which woman?”

Tang Xi’s lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but did not say it.

Ling Hui covered him with the blanket and was about to stand up when his grip tightened around her wrist tightened.

Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms.

Pus.h.i.+ng herself up, she looked at him again and found that he had actually closed his eyes and fallen asleep.

Ling Hui glared at him with her face red.

But on second thought, wasn’t she making things difficult for herself by getting angry at a drunken man?

Thinking of the purpose of coming over tonight, Ling Hui left his room quietly.

The moment the door was closed, a pair of drunken eyes opened in the darkness and stared at the closed door.

…

Ling Hui went to the living room softly and turned on her phone’s light. She went to the bas.e.m.e.nt.

She had found someone to make a master key. As long as it was not too hard to open, it could usually be opened.

The storeroom on the bas.e.m.e.nt level was locked and Ling Hui took out her key. After a while, the door opened.

Ling Hui closed the door and walked in.

There were many things in the storeroom. They should have belonged to Tang Xi’s mother when she was still alive.

Ling Hui saw the portrait thrown in the paper box.