Yan Xi could not leave yet. Even though she knew Fu Yan Ting was deliberately making things difficult for her, she still had to listen to his arrangements.
Yan Xi looked at Fu Yan Ting and asked softly, "Then what do you want me to do?"
"See those bottles of wine over there? If you drink them all, I'll believe you love me."
Fu Yan Ting knew Yan Xi had a low tolerance for alcohol and never drank in public. Therefore, after he said that, he already had an answer in mind: Yan Xi wouldn't sacrifice herself or hurt herself for him. She wouldn't drink.
Fu Yan Ting's heart was in turmoil. He wished Yan Xi wouldn't drink and hurt herself, yet he also wanted to know her choice, whether she cared about him a little more.
As soon as Fu Yan Ting finished speaking, Yan Xi walked over and, without a word, picked up a wine glass from the coffee table and drank it in one gulp.
One glass, two glasses... One bottle, two bottles...
Yan Xi didn't know how she managed to drink the wine. Fu Yan Ting stood there, watching her silently.
At this moment, Fu Yan Ting's sycophantic friends, intimidated by his gaze, wisely left the private room. The two hostesses, having found a man as attractive and wealthy as Fu Yan Ting, were naturally reluctant to leave. They loathed Yan Xi from the bottom of their hearts. If Yan Xi hadn't barged in, they wouldn't have been driven away by Fu Yan Ting.
After everyone had left, only Yan Xi and Fu Yan Ting remained in the large private room. Yan Xi was already hopelessly drunk.
Fu Yan Ting sighed helplessly. He had initially wanted to punish Yan Xi, to let her know that he, Fu Yan Ting, was not to be trifled with. Ever since he met Yan Xi, he had reined in all his temper, leaving only gentleness for her. But he hadn't expected to be betrayed by her in such a way.
Staring at Yan Xi's face, Fu Yan Ting murmured softly, "Yan Xi, tell me, what should I do? What should I do with you?"
The next day!
Yan Xi opened her eyes and found herself in Fu Yan Ting's large bed. She tried hard to recall what had happened yesterday, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't remember. A throbbing headache made her temporarily give up.
A servant pushed open the bedroom door and saw Yan Xi sitting on the bed. She said, "Madam is awake."
"Auntie, may I ask how I got home?"
Of course, Fu Yan Ting carried you home. The housekeeper thought silently. Especially at that moment, Fu Yan Ting was carrying Yan Xi, and Yan Xi had vomited all over him. This made Fu Yan Ting, who suffered from severe mysophobia, wear a dark expression the entire way. Yet, even so, Fu Yan Ting didn't abandon Yan Xi.
The housekeeper could see that Fu Yan Ting truly cared about Yan Xi. It was just that Yan Xi didn't know how to cherish him. However, remembering what Fu Yan Ting had instructed her before leaving this morning, the housekeeper kept these words to herself and didn't tell Yan Xi.
She replied indifferently, "Mr. Fu's friend sent you back. At the time, you were hugging that man and saying you wanted to chase him."
Yan Xi's forehead was covered in black lines upon hearing this. She wasn't that infatuated or shallow and promiscuous. But she would spout nonsense when she was drunk. As for what happened yesterday, her memory only went as far as arriving at the private room and Fu Yan Ting telling her to drink. After that, everything was blank. Therefore, Yan Xi believed the housekeeper's words wholeheartedly.
After the housekeeper finished speaking in a cold and frosty tone, her attitude towards Yan Xi was also extremely poor. She couldn't understand why such a good man like Mr. Fu, who was also good to Yan Xi and considered her in everything, was treated this way by Yan Xi. The housekeeper felt, from the bottom of her heart, that it was not worth it for Fu Yan Ting.
Yan Xi fell into deep thought.
The housekeeper spoke again, "Mr. Fu instructed me to make you hangover soup. He said he doesn't like women who drink."
He didn't like women who drink, but it was Fu Yan Ting who forced Yan Xi to drink yesterday. If not for him, Yan Xi wouldn't have drunk, let alone so much at once. Although she thought this in her heart, Yan Xi didn't show it. Besides, the headache was indeed severe. Yan Xi had no choice but to get up and follow the housekeeper to the dining table to drink some hangover soup.
As Yan Xi reached for the hangover soup on the table, before she could drink it, Xin Yi suddenly appeared in front of her. He moved silently, making no sound as he walked, startling Yan Xi greatly.
Yan Xi frowned as she looked at Xin Yi and asked indifferently, "Why are you here?"
"You are not worthy of Boss."
Xin Yi looked at Yan Xi, making no effort to hide his disgust for her. He wasn't even willing to pretend to be polite. Yan Xi was already used to Xin Yi's attitude towards her and wasn't surprised. However, Xin Yi had rarely appeared before Yan Xi in recent years. Even when Yan Xi met Fu Yan Ting, Xin Yi had never openly appeared before Yan Xi to say such things. Now, Xin Yi's sudden appearance and his tone and attitude towards Yan Xi gave her a vague sense of foreboding. She felt as if Xin Yi was about to do something to her, but she had no proof.
"Miss Yan, I know why you've returned to Boss's side. I've already booked your flight ticket. Please leave of your own accord, otherwise, I won't be polite."
Yan Xi knew that Xin Yi always followed through on his words. Hearing Xin Yi say this, Yan Xi's heart sank. Xin Yi already knew, which meant that Fu Yan Ting probably knew everything too? Yan Xi dared not think further and did not take the plane ticket from Xin Yi.
Seeing this, Xin Yi sneered, "Miss Yan, if you refuse to leave our boss willingly, I have many ways to force you to leave. I know why you've returned to Boss's side this time. I will help you, on the condition that you no longer hurt Boss."
Yan Xi felt that Xin Yi was truly dedicated to Fu Yan Ting; he cared deeply about Fu Yan Ting's affairs. It was Fu Yan Ting's good fortune to have a subordinate like Xin Yi in his life.
Seeing Yan Xi remain silent, Xin Yi sneered, "Miss Yan, are you waiting for Boss to save you? Let me tell you the truth, he won't come to save you."
"I know."
Yan Xi's lips curved upwards into a faint smile, though the smile carried a hint of desolation. After what she had done to Fu Yan Ting five years ago, she knew that it was over between them. Many things had happened between them in these five years, and Yan Xi knew very well that returning to the past was impossible.