Fu Yan Ting’s eyebrows rose slightly, his eyes not even glancing at Yan Xi as if she were invisible. He showed no intention of helping her out of her predicament.
Yan Xi had initially hoped Fu Yan Ting would rescue her.
But seeing his expression, it was clear he wouldn't consider her feelings.
Yan Xi wanted to escape, but the thought of Yao Wan Qi made her stay.
Although Yan Xi hadn't spent much time with Yao Wan Qi, she sensed how much Yao Wan Qi cared about her child.
It wasn't Yao Wan Qi's intention to abandon her and Yan Yi back then. Perhaps Yao Wan Qi herself didn't know she had given birth to twins.
Before knowing the truth, Yan Xi had resented her biological parents. But upon meeting Yao Wan Qi and discovering she was her birth mother, her anger quietly subsided.
This was because Yan Xi understood Yao Wan Qi was also a victim.
How could someone who loved her children so dearly abandon them?
Although Fu Yan Ting hadn't looked toward Yan Xi, his attention remained focused on her.
His friends were clearly trying to make things difficult for Yan Xi, but he was waiting for Yan Xi to ask for his help. Fu Yan Ting didn't step in to resolve the situation on his own.
However, as Fu Yan Ting waited, Yan Xi picked up a wine glass from the table and started drinking.
One glass, two glasses… seven glasses…
Yan Xi's tolerance for alcohol was low, and the liquor was strong. She couldn't handle it.
After finishing her tenth glass, Yan Xi was drunk and passed out.
Seeing Yan Xi about to fall, Fu Yan Ting strode over, draped his jacket over her, and caught her.
Fu Yan Ting's friends were stunned by this scene.
"No way, isn't Fu Yan Ting not interested in women?"
Under the curious gazes of his friends, Fu Yan Ting said indifferently, "Shut up, all of you, and get out."
"Alright, Young Master Fu is throwing a tantrum. It's obvious he cares about this woman to some extent."
These friends dared not stay any longer and fled one after another.
After they had all gone, Fu Yan Ting looked at Yan Xi and said with a hint of disdain, "Leaving me, your life hasn't been that great either. Are Mu Jing Chen and Xiang Jing Chen so willing to let you come out to entertain guests like this?"
And dressed so provocatively.
What was the difference between wearing this dress and wearing nothing?
Thinking of Yan Xi yielding to him naked, Fu Yan Ting’s throat involuntarily bobbed.
But he suppressed it. He wasn't interested in a drunkard.
Yan Xi woke up the next afternoon. She looked around; it wasn't a hotel room, nor the bar where she had been drinking the night before.
Yan Xi frowned. The last thing she remembered was drinking until she blacked out. She knew nothing else.
Fu Yan Ting was in the private room. Yan Xi didn't know his relationship with the leader of that assassination organization, nor why he was there.
As Yan Xi pondered, the door to the room opened. The butler entered with a bowl of hangover soup. He looked at Yan Xi and said kindly, "Miss Yan, this is hangover soup. Our boss knew you'd have a headache when you woke up and specifically told me to make it for you."
"Where is this? Who is your boss?"
Yan Xi's mind was filled with questions.
"Our boss said that after you drink this hangover soup, you should wait for him in the next room. All your questions will be answered then."
The butler placed the soup in front of Yan Xi.
Yan Xi did have a slight headache; the alcohol from last night had been too potent.
Without hesitation, she picked up the soup and drank it all. Fu Yan Ting, watching the surveillance from the adjacent room, smiled slightly.
After drinking the soup, Yan Xi quickly went to the next room. Seeing Yan Xi approaching, Fu Yan Ting put on a mask. Yan Xi pushed the door open and saw a strange man sitting by the bed, seemingly waiting for her.
He showed no surprise upon seeing her.
Yan Xi quietly asked, "Did you bring me back last night?"
Fu Yan Ting didn't respond. Yan Xi took it as an affirmation.
Yan Xi vaguely recalled that the man in front of her wasn't in the private room yesterday. Who was he? How did he take her away when she was drunk and asleep?
Was Fu Yan Ting present? Didn't he stop anything?
Did he just stand by and watch Yan Xi be taken away by another man?
Thinking of this, Yan Xi's eyes dimmed, and her heart grew cold.
Before, Yan Xi had harbored a glimmer of hope that she held some significance in Fu Yan Ting's heart.
But now, Yan Xi realized she had been foolishly sentimental.
"Who are you? Why did you bring me back? This is your home, isn't it?"
Yan Xi asked again.
Fu Yan Ting remained silent.
Internally, Fu Yan Ting thought, "Why does this woman have so many questions? Is she a walking encyclopedia of 'why'?"
Despite his thoughts, he showed nothing.
Seeing that Fu Yan Ting continued to remain silent, Yan Xi wondered if he was mute. Asking so many questions to a mute person felt rather impolite.
Yan Xi gave Fu Yan Ting an apologetic look and turned to leave.
As Yan Xi reached the doorway, Fu Yan Ting suddenly spoke.
He said, "Weren't you trying so hard to find me? Now that you've found me, you're giving up?"
Hearing Fu Yan Ting's question, Yan Xi turned around and looked at him, asking, "You're not mute."
Fu Yan Ting's forehead was laced with countless black lines. How had this woman assumed he was mute?
Since he wasn't mute, things would be much simpler.
Yan Xi returned to the room and studied Fu Yan Ting. From his words, was he the leader of the assassination organization?
Yan Xi didn't dare to act rashly. She knew the leader of an assassination organization was a ruthless character, difficult to deal with and even harder to approach.
Seeing that Yan Xi had stopped speaking and was staring at him, Fu Yan Ting coughed twice, snapping Yan Xi back to reality. Yan Xi quickly averted her gaze and looked at Fu Yan Ting. Just as she was about to ask him some questions,
Fu Yan Ting interjected, "You came looking for me because of Yao Wan Qi, didn't you?"
Yan Xi's cheeks flushed. As expected of the leader of an assassination organization, nothing escaped his notice.
Since he knew everything, Yan Xi decided not to beat around the bush and nodded, admitting it openly.
"Yao Wan Qi is indeed in my hands. If you want to save her, you have to agree to be my female companion."
Fu Yan Ting's voice was cold and clear.
As soon as he finished speaking, the room fell into silence.