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"okay."

In short, Wen Yifan lost her rationality, and guilt and panic surged back to overwhelm her reason, leaving it utterly defeated.

Wen Yifan pouted and obediently put the key into her handbag.

Like this.....

She's like the domineering CEO's pampered little wife...

"Let's go in and have dinner first. Let me tell you, we're having dinner with Mayor Qin, Minister Wang, and their secretaries and assistants today."

"Just eat whatever you want later, and we'll eat together. Don't worry about those drinking etiquette rules."

"That kind of thing doesn't work here."

Shen Yan was also worried that Wen Yifan wouldn't be able to react in time, so he reminded her.

After all, they were people I brought with me.

As Shen Yan spoke, he saw that Qin Shi's secretary was already waiting in the lobby, and then led the two of them straight to the private room.

After watching Shen Yan leave, Zhang Feng and Zhang Long scratched their heads in confusion and asked, "Zhang Feng, what did the boss just say about us having something to do? What are we going to do later?"

"..."

Zhang Feng glanced at Zhang Long speechlessly and said irritably, "Whatever the boss says goes. How can you guess?"

"By the way, do you have a pen?"

Zhang Long was taken aback: "What do you need a pen for?"

Despite his words, he still honestly took out a pen and handed it to Zhang Feng.

After taking it, Zhang Feng said with a hint of exasperation, "I'm too lazy to talk to you anymore."

Seeing that Zhang Feng seemed to be writing something on the paper, Zhang Long became even more curious: "Old Zhang, what are you writing?"

"Boss's home address. The boss wants to drink later, so we can't open the door."

Zhang Long scoffed, "You're worrying unnecessarily. Our boss has such good self-control; he would never allow himself to get drunk. Even if he did, and Miss Wen was driving, wouldn't he just say so himself?"

"I'm too lazy to argue with a brainless idiot like you. Come on, let's go sit in the car behind and wait."

"alright."

Two hours later.

Wen Yifan struggled to walk out of the restaurant. Her petite body carried Shen Yan on her back, and she tightly gripped the hand that wrapped around her neck from behind. Her face was flushed.

Wen Yifan walked along the road, carrying a heavy load, feeling the breath on her ears, which still carried a slight smell of alcohol.

She usually hated the smell of alcohol blowing into her ear, but for some reason, she didn't find Shen Yan's breath smelly at all, and she could even feel her heart pounding.

With great effort, he dragged Shen Yan to the car, took the key out of his bag, opened the car door, and carefully placed it on the seat.

Seeing Shen Yan's drunken state with his head tilted to the side, Wen Yifan muttered, "You too, you clearly can't hold your liquor, but you kept drinking. Now look what happened, you've gotten yourself drunk!"

"Really..."

If Shen Yan were sober, Wen Yifan would never have said these words, but now that Shen Yan is drunk, she can say them without restraint.

After closing the car door, Wen Yifan walked towards the driver's seat. As soon as she left, Shen Yan opened his eyes, showing no signs of drunkenness.

He raised his hand and gestured to the secretary and others from Qin City who were seeing him off at the door, then lowered his hand again, closed his eyes, and continued to pretend to be drunk.

"boom!"

As soon as Wen Yifan closed the car door and started the engine, he seemed to realize something: "Oh right, I don't know where he lives..."

Wen Yifan then realized that he didn't know where to send Shen Yan.

She was about to ask when she saw a huge A4 sheet of paper with an address written on it.

Wen Yifan immediately understood: "This should be Shen Yan's address."

"Just right."

5.1 After saying that, Wen Yifan opened her phone, entered the address, and the navigation slowly drove away.

Inside the private room, Qin Shi watched the car drive away and couldn't help but laugh, "I never expected that Chairman Shen, who is so powerful in the business world, would have such a side to him."

Wang Yunshan chimed in, "Mayor Qin, Chairman Shen is young after all. We were all young once."

"Haha, the way you're saying that makes me think I'm old."

"No way."

"By the way, regarding the assault, have Chen Feng expedite the process."

"clear."

On the other side, Zhang Long, sitting in the car, gaped wide enough to fit an entire egg: "Holy crap, no... boss... is this... is this reasonable!?"

Zhang Long was having some existential doubts at this moment, but Zhang Feng calmly said, "Look at what you're saying. A man can act until a woman sheds tears when he's three-tenths drunk."

"Let's follow behind and protect the boss for now. Hopefully, Miss Wen's skills won't be like Qian Wei's."

103 I almost pulled my pants down, and this is what you show me?

Ultimately, Wen Yifan's driving skills turned out to be quite good.

Seeing the car come to a steady stop in the underground parking lot, Zhang Feng and Zhang Long both breathed a sigh of relief.

At least, there are no problems.

At this moment, Wen Yifan parked the car, unbuckled his seatbelt, and looked at Shen Yan.

She reached out and gently nudged him: "Shen Yan, Shen Yan, wake up!"

"Shen Yan?"

Seeing that she couldn't be woken up no matter how she called, Wen Yifan puffed out her cheeks, with a touch of coquettishness that didn't match her temperament: "You little rascal, you bragged in high school that you could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, now you've been exposed, haven't you?"

"Hum~"

Wen Yifan gave a soft hum, her gaze falling on the sleeping Shen Yan. Looking at his perfect profile, her heart couldn't help but flutter.

She had to admit that after several years, Shen Yan was even more handsome and charming than he was in high school.

more.....

I feel safe.

Thinking of this, Wen Yifan couldn't help but feel a little tempted, but she quickly suppressed it and thought to herself.

Wen Yifan, what are you thinking about?!

It's impossible for you and Shen Yan to be together. You were the one who abandoned him back then!

It's already a good thing that he doesn't hate you!

Thinking of what happened that night, Wen Yifan's face darkened.

"call!"

Taking a deep breath, Wen Yifan forced himself to calm down, then got out of the car and came to Shen Yan's side. He slowly opened the car door, bent down slightly, and helped Shen Yan up from inside the car.

"Ouch... how come you're so heavy...?"

Feeling the weight on her back, Wen Yifan's pretty face wrinkled slightly, as if she was struggling.

But knowing that no one was around, she had no choice but to force herself to drag Shen Yan along.

At the same time, she was also somewhat relieved: "Luckily, the paper wrote down which floor your apartment was on and what the password was..."

And so Wen Yifan carried Shen Yan toward the elevator. Faintly, she seemed to hear Shen Yan mumbling drunkenly.

"You're so heartless... You just left without a word back then."

!!!

Upon hearing this, Wen Yifan stood frozen in place as if under a spell.

A surge of thoughts rushed through my mind, and my body stiffened.

"me...."

At this moment, Wen Yifan seemed to have a thousand words to say, but couldn't utter them.

Just as she was wondering how to start the conversation, she heard a steady breath in her ear.

This made Wen Yifan want to run away immediately and find somewhere to hide.

After a while, Wen Yifan, who had come to her senses, tentatively asked, "Shen Yan, Shen Yan?"

After calling several times without receiving a response from Shen Yan, Wen Yifan breathed a sigh of relief, saying with a hint of relief, "It seems that he was just talking in his sleep."

Although she thought Shen Yan was talking in his sleep, those words he just said stirred up a storm in her heart.

The figure of Shen Yan became clearer and brighter.

You've remembered me all these years, and I've never forgotten you...

Wen Yifan immediately lowered her head and continued to drag Shen Yan toward the elevator, but with her head down, a smile was on her lips.

It seems...very sweet.

Just as Wen Yifan was struggling to carry the person on her back, Shen Yan, who had been resting his head on her, opened his eyes, his eyes wide like copper bells, and looked in the direction of Zhang Feng and the other person.

Looking at them, Shen Yan mouthed a few shapes, as if giving orders.

After saying that, he continued to get drunk, but he kept muttering to himself, just like a drunkard: "Wen Yifan, how have you been these past few years?"

"Let me tell you, buddy, I'm super awesome and super rich now..."

Shen Yan perfectly portrayed the character of a talkative drunkard, and Wen Yifan's face lit up with even more joy as she listened to her constantly talking about herself.

With Wen Yifan's help, Shen Yan returned home.

"boom!"

As the door closed, two furtive figures emerged from the shadows.

It was Zhang Long and Zhang Feng.

The two men each carried a toolbox, one held a welding rod in his other hand, and the other dragged a power outlet.