My Billionaire Exhusband Grovels Me After Divorce-Chapter 917 - The Support You Offered Is of No Use
Chapter 917: Chapter 917: The Support You Offered Is of No Use at All
Chapter 917: Chapter 917: The Support You Offered Is of No Use at All
Lu Yanxi brightened up again, she lifted her glass with extra sparkling eyes, “Come on, Xie Xingchen, I toast to you, thanking you in advance for looking out for me.”
Xie Xingchen clinked his glass with hers, “Cheers, and may you find a suitable boyfriend soon.”
“I will, I think it’s coming soon.”
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Xie Xingchen said seriously, “I feel the same way, I have a feeling that the next guy you find, I definitely won’t be able to beat him, so remember to tell him to go easy on me, don’t let him injure me.”
“Of course, of course, I’ll remind him!”
Lu Yanxi nodded seriously, making it seem as if she already had someone suitable in mind.
She was completely oblivious to the actual “assistance” she had solicited, only feeling that Xie Xingchen had a good temper and was quite righteous, looking more handsome and agreeable tonight than ever before.
In the second half of the evening, both Qiao Yin and Lu Yanxi were in a good mood, and thus they both drank a bit more without realizing it.
Lu Yanxi was better off because she had Lu Lingche by her side, and she was mentally alert, consciously controlling her drinking.
Qiao Yin didn’t control herself much.
Even because Lu Lingche was there, she felt inexplicably at ease, knowing his capabilities. With him around, no one in the bar could harm her or Lu Yanxi.
When they left the bar, it was already two-thirty in the morning.
Finally, the delayed effect of the cocktails began to hit, and Qiao Yin felt light-headed and unsteady, each step as if she were walking on cotton.
Lu Lingche supported her, half-hugging her, but she was unwilling to accept his help, “Stop swaying me, it’s making me dizzy. I can walk on my own, no need for your help, you’re not helping at all.”
Lu Lingche let her go resignedly, watching her wobble towards the car, nearly falling over. He immediately stepped forward, ignoring her struggles, and lifted her up horizontally in his arms.
Yuanshan had already opened the car door, waiting respectfully at the side.
Lu Lingche placed Qiao Yin inside the car then turned back to Lu Yanxi, “You’re taking Xie Xingchen’s car.”
Lu Yanxi nodded, just about to get into the car, but then she suddenly remembered her grandmother’s instructions and hurriedly said, “Second Brother, Yinyin’s grandmother is staying over at our grandmother’s tonight, and grandmother said to let me and Yinyin sleep over there too!”
“Mm, got it.”
Lu Lingche responded, got into the car, and closed the door, “Yuanshan, drive.”
Yuanshan immediately started the vehicle and drove off into the distance.
Watching his car’s taillights, Lu Yanxi stamped her foot, “What the heck, we’re all going to grandmother’s place, why couldn’t he give me a ride!”
Xie Xingchen chuckled, “You don’t have to play third wheel. I can take you just the same, it’s not far anyway.”
Lu Yanxi, looking at his gentle demeanor, once again internally marveled at his good temper, and politely thanked him, “Thank you, I appreciate it.”
“It’s no trouble, it’s not like I’m the one driving anyway, my driver is, so it doesn’t tire me out.”
Xie Xingchen’s voice was calm as he watched Lu Lingche’s car disappear into the night before he urged Lu Yanxi to get into the car, instructing the driver to take her to Old Madam Lu’s villa.
Probably no one knew better than him how much Lu Lingche cared for Qiao Yin. He couldn’t create an opportunity for the two to be alone in the bar, but now that they had left the bar, he certainly wanted to create a chance for Lu Lingche.
It was better for Lu Yanxi, the big third wheel, to stay with him anyway.
In the smoothly gliding Maybach, Lu Lingche opened a bottle of water and fed Qiao Yin a sip.
Qiao Yin leaned against him, pressing down on Lu Lingche’s leg and frowning, “Can you stop swaying?”
Lu Lingche glanced at her, tightened the cap on the water bottle, and pulled her into his arms, “How about now, still swaying?”
“Still swaying, is Yuanshan driving poorly today?”
The driver Yuanshan, who was metaphorically shot in the knee without warning, stayed silent and drove even slower and more steadily.
Lu Lingche agreed without a change of expression, “Right, his driving isn’t good today, his bonus for this month will be deducted.”
