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Yes, Chimu Jiu grabbed Du Chengyan's arm forcefully and pulled him sharply.
His arm moved, but Du Chengyan remained firmly seated.
This only fueled Chimu Jiu's anger further!
"Du Chengyan! Do you not love me?!" she shouted.
Indeed, alcohol gave her courage.
Du Chengyan raised an eyebrow, looking at her flushed cheeks, his expression hazy with intoxication as he was about to say something.
But Chimu Jiu didn’t give him a chance and pulled him again with all her might.
Perhaps realizing that if he didn’t cooperate, this little one might go completely mad, Du Chengyan finally complied and stood up with her force.
After all, if he upset her, he would have to coax her back.
"How much did you drink?" Du Chengyan frowned and asked with concern.
"Mind your own business!" Chimu Jiu retorted defiantly, her tone filled with stubbornness and willfulness.
Du Chengyan fell silent, fearing that anything he said might provoke her to explode. It was better to keep quiet.
(“Wifey is fierce; she needs a kiss to feel better.”)
Thus, Chimu Jiu tightly held onto Du Chengyan's hand and headed out of the banquet hall without looking back.
Behind them, the banquet hall remained noisy and chaotic, showing no signs of change due to their departure.
The night breeze was cool as water, and having drunk quite a bit, Chimu Jiu felt her stomach churn violently as the wind blew against her.
Du Chengyan keenly noticed her discomfort and immediately reached out, effortlessly and skillfully rubbing her back to soothe her.
"Are you feeling unwell?"
Seeing her in distress, his heart ached, and his brows furrowed tightly.
Unwell? My heart feels like it's breaking. You don't love me, you don't love me at all.
Chi Mu Jiu's voice was laced with a weepy tone of grievance.
Who would have thought that a big shot like you would be so popular in the business world? All the socialites at the party are here just to win your affection!
She continued to express her dissatisfaction, her words dripping with jealousy.
Du Heng Yan, can you just love me? Just love me!
"Brother Du."
When Chi Mu Jiu called him "brother," she felt a rush of heat in her head, completely oblivious to any sense of shame.
She looked up at Du Heng Yan with a pitiful gaze, her eyes misty and filled with longing for his response.
Du Heng Yan's heart tightened at the sound of "Brother Du." Her gentle call brushed against his heartstrings like a feather.
Unable to resist the impulse, he scooped her up in his arms.
"Yes, I only love you. So tell me, how should I love you?"
"What way should I love you?"
Chi Mu Jiu gently rested her head on Du Heng Yan's shoulder, inhaling the scent of dragon sandalwood that lingered on him.
The unique fragrance brought her a sense of security.
"This place isn't suitable for love," she murmured softly, her voice akin to a dreamlike whisper.
Du Heng Yan couldn't help but chuckle lightly. "Then let's find a place that is."
Before Chi Mu Jiu could respond, the driver parked the car in front of them.
Du Heng Yan cheerfully carried her into the vehicle.
This was the first time Du Heng Yan had seen her drunk. The first time she got drunk was because of him, and now she was drunk again because of him.
"What time is it? Shouldn't you be going to bed?" Du Hengyan asked, feeling a bit drowsy.
"Do you love me?" she pressed on, her voice tinged with urgency.
"I love you, only you," Du Hengyan replied firmly.
This time, she was even more raucous due to her drunken state, repeatedly asking the same question. Du Hengyan understood that she was jealous, and it was a jealousy filled with strong emotions. She kept asking, "Do you love me?"
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