YM778.TV Chapter 382 - Getting Drunk
Chapter 382: Getting Drunk
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
It seemed that she really missed him.
“Does Feng Kun know about your identity?” Pei Ziheng asked.
In reality, Feng Kun was the first person who knew that she was Xia Ling. However, in front of Pei Ziheng, she shook her head. “How could he know? Do you think I can say this sort of thing? Pei Ziheng, I only told you. Even Li...” She stopped herself before she said the name of the man whom she was yearning for. “He doesn’t know.”
Only then was Pei Ziheng satisfied.
“In the future, you can’t tell him.” He warned her. “You’re Ye Xingling now. This situation is too inconceivable, and not everyone can accept it. Even if he can accept it, he may get ideas. I’m not willing to see you fall into the hands of some secret experimental lab.”
“Don’t worry, I understand.” She said.
“Even Xia Yu doesn’t know?”
She shook her head.
Pei Ziheng wanted to ask her something for a long time. “About you and Xia Yu... This time when you debuted, you had countless arguments with her, and you seem to hate her. Why? Xiao Ling, this isn’t like you. You always doted on her.”
Xia Ling was shocked and never expected him to suddenly ask her that question. Did he actually know that Xia Yu liked him? She would curse her sister to die and insult her using the most vicious words in the world because of him. However, this conflict over a man between sisters was already in the past. Xia Ling did not love Pei Ziheng anymore now. Those days when she was jealous and went crazy over him felt ridiculous and amusing when she thought about them now.
She did not want him to see how much of a joke they were.
“It’s nothing,” she said blandly. “I just suddenly think that this child needs some discipline.”
Before Pei Ziheng could ask his next question, Xia Ling had already said, “Let’s go to Feng Kun’s ‘Moonlight,’ ok? He has good appetizer wine there. Perhaps I can eat better after drinking it.”
Pei Ziheng’s expression became gentler. How could she say that Xia Yu was a child when she was the child. In order to drink some wine, she could even use the excuse of “eating better.”
Whatever, he should just follow her this once.
Although he did not oppose Feng Kun that much, he was still from Imperial Entertainment. He had a good character and genuinely cared for Xiao Ling. Pei Ziheng knew that they met before in this life and even worked together for a short while during the Nebula Music Festival. They seemed to get along together, so Xiao Ling did not forget to choose his bar when she wanted to drink.
The next night, they drove there.
Feng Kun had already received a heads up from Pei Ziheng and cleared everyone from the bar. Today, the bar was closed and would only serve both of them. He had not seen Xia Ling in a long time and heard that she was brought home by Pei Ziheng after an accident during her job. Was she living well? Feng Kun was worried about her and personally greeted them at the bar.
“Chairman, Miss Ye.” He was different from Chu Chen and was not close enough to Pei Ziheng to call him “Boss.” The courteous and unfamiliar way he addressed Pei Ziheng reflected his attitude towards him. He was not fawning or flattering him.
Pei Ziheng brought Xia Ling inside.
Xia Ling turned around and shot Feng Kun an expression that indicated that she needed help from an angle that Pei Ziheng could not see. In a flash, she quickly turned around as if nothing happened and followed Pei Ziheng to the seat next to the window.
Feng Kun quietly gave them a drink list.
“What do you want to drink?” Pei Ziheng gestured for Xia Ling to take a look.
Xia Ling chose a strong cocktail. “I want this.”
Pei Ziheng said, “It’s too strong and not suitable for you.”
Xia Ling replied, “If you have an opinion, you shouldn’t have let me choose in the first place.” She pushed the wine list aside and sulked as she leaned on the sofa.
Pei Ziheng’s voice turned soft. “She’ll have that then.”
Her expression improved.
Feng Kun asked, “Chairman, what do you want to drink?”
Usually, Pei Ziheng did not really drink and randomly chose a drink. In the dim candlelight, Xia Ling glanced at the name of the alcohol and asked Feng Kun, “Is this strong?”
Feng Kun replied, “The drink chairman chose is mild and has a low alcohol content.” In front of Pei Ziheng, he did not want to show how familiar he was with Xia Ling and only treated her as a typical female celebrity whom he had worked with before.
Xia Ling looked at Pei Ziheng unhappily. “Are you here to drink alcohol or water?”
The small tantrum she threw really resembled her past self, and it softened Pei Ziheng’s heart in an instant. He could never resist her when she was like that. Thus, he said to Feng Kun, “I’ll have the same drink as Xiao Ling.”
Feng Kun glanced at Xia Ling and left when he saw her satisfactory look.
Soon, two colorful cocktails were served. The gorgeous colors were like an interweaving of ice and fire. The elegant glass was decorated with ice cubes and lemons and looked radiant in the light. Feng Kun personally handed one of the glasses to Xia Ling and another to Pei Ziheng.
Xia Ling took the glass and lightly shook it. A clear and melodious sound was heard when the ice cubes knocked against the glass. She looked at Pei Ziheng and curved her lips into an angle that was in between a smile and a sneer. “I can’t believe that we would be sitting here and drinking together today.”
“The world is unpredictable,” Pei Ziheng said and clinked his glass with hers.
She lifted her thin wrist and touched him gently before pouring the drink directly into her mouth. Unexpectedly, the burning feeling in her memory did not occur, replaced by a particularly soft taste. She was shocked and surprised. The drink she ordered was clearly the most potent “Deep Sea Scarlet Flame.” Why was the taste so light?
She lifted her head and heard Pei Ziheng say, “Don’t drink such a strong drink so quickly.”
She suppressed the shock in her heart and said, “I’ve already drunk it all. What about you?”
She inverted the empty glass and placed it on the table.
Pei Ziheng looked at her arrogant movements and smiled indulgently. He also drank the alcohol in one shot like her and placed the inverted glass on the table. However, his eyebrows furrowed a little.
“Is it very strong?” she asked.
Pei Ziheng received the most stringent and elite education, self-discipline, and etiquette training. Besides, before Xia Ling passed away, he usually did not drink and had a low alcohol tolerance. At this point, after hearing Xia Ling’s question, he did not hide this fact. “You know that I usually don’t drink these. You should also drink less because it can hurt your body easily.”
The drink seemed to be very strong.
Xia Ling did not understand why the drinks looked the same, but her drink tasted as sweet as syrup while Pei Ziheng’s drink was burning. The glass in his hand was probably the true “Deep Sea Scarlet Flame,” and hers was probably without alcohol. Xia Ling guessed it was Feng Kun who did this, but she did not know why he did that. However, it suited her plan.
She cracked a smile and asked the waiter to refill their glasses. “We’ll have two more glasses of the same drink.”
He brought over another two glasses.
The glass he gave Xia Ling was still sweet like syrup with a slight alcohol taste, but it was not strong. However, the drink that was given to Pei Ziheng was the real spirit. After the second drink, his face turned a little red.