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Qin Zhen felt anxious when he noticed Gu Shaoting hadn’t returned, but he couldn’t show it. Sitting there, he occasionally glanced at his phone, then at his watch, feeling increasingly restless.

No one knew his inner turmoil. He worried that Charlene might have gotten drunk and something bad could happen to her alone.

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

So he stood up, intending to find Gu Shaoting and inform him that he had to leave for something urgent.

Just then, Gu Shaoting walked over, his steady gait indicating he was fine.

“What’s wrong? Everything okay?” Qin Zhen asked politely.

“Nothing, just had a bit too much tonight,” Gu Shaoting waved it off, feeling annoyed. He had been drowning his sorrows in alcohol, one drink after another, and had ended up getting drunk.

Fortunately, he managed to stop in time, washed his face, and sobered up a bit.

“Alright, I have urgent matters to attend to, can you manage on your own?” Qin Zhen’s tone was hurried, his face betraying his anxiety.

“Yeah, go ahead. I’ll leave after a while,” Gu Shaoting checked the time; it wasn’t too late yet, so he planned to leave later.

“Okay, take care of yourself,” Qin Zhen said, then hurriedly left.

Watching Qin Zhen’s departing figure, Gu Shaoting couldn’t help but wonder why there would be urgent matters so late at night. It couldn’t be work-related; it must be something personal.

He shook his head wryly, realizing he had plenty of unresolved issues himself. Right now, he was just thinking about when he could go home. He had initially planned to be away for only a week, but it had already been a week, and there was still no progress in his matters.

Gu Shaoting sighed and then picked up the bill from the table to settle it.

“Sir, the gentleman who just left has already paid,” the waiter’s voice rang in his ears.

Gu Shaoting was surprised; he didn’t expect him to notice, considering how hastily he had left. It seemed he was a thoughtful person after all.

…

After exiting, Qin Zhen quickly drove to the bar Charlene mentioned.

Because it was late at night, there were few pedestrians and vehicles on the road, so Qin Zhen arrived at the bar quickly.

Upon entering, he looked around constantly. Because it was crowded, he didn’t see Charlene at first. Had she left on her own?

Qin Zhen’s heart skipped a beat. It was late, and a girl who was drunk, this could be really dangerous.

He continued walking inside, intending to ask the bartender.

That’s when he spotted a woman slumped over a table, seemingly intoxicated and unmoving.

He recognized her immediately as Charlene.

He approached her gently and whispered in her ear, “Charlene, wake up. I’ll take you home.”

Charlene, probably too intoxicated, just turned her head in another direction and waved her hand in the air, thinking it was a mosquito buzzing in her ear, then went back to sleep.

Qin Zhen sighed in resignation, then called over the waiter to pay the bill. He then lifted Charlene gently, one hand supporting her and the other holding her belongings.

Charlene snuggled into his arms, mumbled something, and then murmured, “Brother Gu…”

Qin Zhen’s steps halted, freezing in place. His expression was unreadable, his face somewhat grim.

“Charlene, look closely, I’m Qin Zhen, not Gu Shaoting,” Qin Zhen gritted his teeth.

“Heh… heh, you’re Brother Gu,” Charlene replied, wrapping her arms around his waist and acting coquettish.

Qin Zhen felt helpless, once again confirming that conversing with a drunkard was quite a hassle. It felt like talking to a brick wall.