CHAPTER 86: CHAPTER 85: WE ARE IN AN EMPLOYMENT RELATIONSHIP

Looking at the drunken Wei Xueqing, her cheeks flushed and her little mouth pouting, sleeping like a child, Yang Chen couldn’t help but shake his head.

Women, if you can’t handle your alcohol, don’t drink it. If I weren’t here, you’d probably be lying on the street, picked up by someone.

At that moment, Wei Xueqing suddenly sat up. Yang Chen could tell she was about to throw up and quickly pulled over a trash can to the front of her bed, indicating for her to vomit into it.

After she vomited a bit, Yang Chen let her drink some water to rinse her mouth.

With things like that, Yang Chen couldn’t go back, so he went to the living room and made do on the sofa for the night.

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After experiencing intense headaches, Wei Xueqing thoroughly regretted not controlling herself the previous night. The feeling of being drunk was unbearable!

The room was filled with an unpleasant smell, making Wei Xueqing furrow her brows. She struggled to get up, feeling a chill on her body.

Looking down, tears immediately started flowing from Wei Xueqing’s eyes.

Even though she was drunk, she still had a hazy impression of what happened last night.

She vaguely remembered that after leaving the restaurant, she couldn’t stand, and Yang Chen was the one who brought her back.

Even though she couldn’t recall the events that followed, she was sure that Yang Chen had something to do with her clothes.

Furthermore, there was a jacket lying on the floor, the very one Yang Chen was wearing last night!

Seeing this, Wei Xueqing looked stunned, her eyes vacant as she threw herself back on the bed, tears uncontrollably flowing.

For a long while, the throbbing pain in her head brought her back to her senses, and she struggled to get up from the bed.

Yang Chen sensed the movement inside and immediately rushed in.

When he saw Wei Xueqing standing there in her underwear, Yang Chen quickly turned around and asked, "Are you okay?"

"Get out!" Wei Xueqing’s voice rasped low, without any emotional fluctuation, yet carrying a sense of deep despair.

Yang Chen froze, thinking Wei Xueqing might have misunderstood something, but it wasn’t convenient to explain now, so he backed out and closed the door behind him.

An hour later, Wei Xueqing came out in a different set of clothes, and Yang Chen stood up and looked at her.

"Bastard!" Wei Xueqing reached out and slapped towards Yang Chen’s face.

Yang Chen wasn’t someone who would miss such a move. In almost an instant, Yang Chen caught Wei Xueqing’s wrist mid-air.

"You beast! Let go of me! You pervert!" Tears started streaming down Wei Xueqing’s face as she screamed hysterically.

Yang Chen frowned tightly, holding onto Wei Xueqing, letting her shout.

After a long time, when Wei Xueqing was too tired to shout anymore, Yang Chen let go of her.

And Wei Xueqing collapsed to the ground as if her bones were removed.

Yang Chen stared at her and said sternly, "Maybe after you woke up and saw yourself in just your underwear, you thought I did something to you. If so, I apologize for not being more considerate. But I didn’t do anything! Believe it or not!"

Hearing this, Wei Xueqing lifted her head, glaring at Yang Chen with hateful eyes, clearly not believing him at all.

"If I did anything, you’re a woman, you should feel something, but there’s nothing. No matter if you believe it or not! Besides, you’ve studied abroad in the Northern Federation, exposed to Western education, been to the beach, walked among people in a swimsuit. I feel the same; wearing underwear isn’t an invasion! Indeed, the situation at home is different, perhaps our mindset is relatively conservative. But there was nothing else I could do. You were drunk last night and vomited all over both you and me. Even if you could bear sleeping in filthy clothes, I couldn’t stand it. When I went downstairs to find Zhou Lan, I found they had already gone back, so I took it upon myself to rinse you off a bit, but I didn’t touch anything inappropriate."

What Yang Chen said brought some reason back to Wei Xueqing’s mind. She hadn’t had a relationship with anyone before, and she knew the first time should be painful, but she didn’t feel any discomfort now.

Also, he mentioned she vomited on him, which was true; there were remnants close on her clothes, and Yang Chen’s clothes had some on them too.

Looking at it this way, it seemed that Yang Chen was right.

However, her heart was still uneasy; her initial anger turned into grievance, and the tears continued to fall.

Looking at Wei Xueqing, Yang Chen said calmly, "I am a man, but I have my principles. The Guard’s iron discipline is like a mountain, and even after leaving the Guard, I still uphold the discipline. There’s a professional relationship between us; you’re my task person, and I won’t have any other relations with you. Privately, I wouldn’t lay hands on a buddy’s close friend. So, rest assured, if you still don’t believe me, you can report to the authorities and have a doctor evaluate!"

Saying that, Yang Chen turned to leave.

"You bastard!" Wei Xueqing angrily grabbed a cushion from the sofa and hurled it at Yang Chen.

But to Yang Chen, these things were nothing. He caught the cushion effortlessly and placed it on the chair at the door before leaving.

After Yang Chen left, Wei Xueqing couldn’t hold back any longer and threw herself on the sofa, crying.

Now that the truth had essentially come to light, Wei Xueqing still felt extremely wronged inside, though she wasn’t sure why.

Yang Chen went back to his room, stood by the window, and lit a cigarette.

To tell the truth, he was feeling very irritable.

Being misunderstood...isn’t a good feeling.

Yang Chen wasn’t someone with poor psychological strength. He once infiltrated the enemy’s inner ranks, posing as a high-level individual for three months without slipping up. He also once posed as a military official under a certain warlord, facing daily tests without showing any dissatisfaction.

However, facing Wei Xueqing, his emotions were stirred; otherwise, he wouldn’t have said so much to her.

It might be because after coming back, Yang Chen relaxed his guard, losing that battlefield feeling. Plus, during these few days of contact, Yang Chen had come to see Wei Xueqing as a friend, which might explain his reaction.

After finishing his cigarette, Yang Chen took off his clothes to shower; he was long tired of the smell on him.

While showering, the sound of water flowing filled his ears, but Yang Chen keenly sensed as if the door outside was moving.

He turned off the tap, wrapped himself in a bathrobe, and came out, finding no one in the room.

He approached the door, looked through the peephole, and saw no one.

Yang Chen cautiously opened the door, noticing a box placed at the entrance.

Seeing the box, Yang Chen furrowed his brows.

Who could be sending him something?

This is Lancy Country, and not many people knew he was here!

He carefully scanned the surroundings, ensuring there was no one before bringing the box inside and closing the door.

With the box here, Yang Chen didn’t rule out any possibilities about who could have sent it.

He cautiously opened the box and couldn’t help but smile wryly.

It was a set of clothes, a casual CK suit similar to the style of the last one.