Even more flabbergasted than Gu Chenchai was Secretary Chen, who rushed down from the third-floor office. Just moments ago, Nankun had called him, informing him that dumb Ye had gotten drunk and after beating up a guest from the Lu family gang, was now leaving with an MB.

Everyone knows the name Yaye without a doubt. He is notorious for abstaining from alcohol and tobacco, as well as practicing self-restraint. Now, not only did he behave disgracefully after drinking, but he also clashed with that damn Lu family gang. On top of that, he got involved with the MB who he normally despises and wants to get rid of. This MB is either a newcomer who lacks manners or someone who has the audacity of a bear and the boldness of a leopard. When Yaye wakes up the next day, he will have no idea whom to blame for all this trouble.

Their lips and tongues were still entwined when suddenly the man's mind broke through the haze. Abruptly, he pulled away, leaving his mouth empty, but his arms still tightly wrapped around the person in his embrace.

Who is this? A thought popped into his mind, and he opened his intoxicated eyes, looking down at the person in his arms.

The smooth forehead was adorned with damp, sticky strands of hair. The petite nose was pressing against its own nostrils, while the eyes remained closed, seemingly unsatisfied. Crystal-clear saliva was still dripping from the lips, which had been ravaged and nibbled on by him.

Images of what just happened flashed intermittently in his mind.

However, no matter who he was, he was not the person that he had just thought. At least, that person wouldn't have tangled with him for so long. The man sneered self-mockingly.

Gu Chencha was still waiting for him to come back in. After waiting for a long time without any movement, he finally woke up with a daze.

Those eyes instinctively found their way into the mute's eyes, and the familiar subtle surprise in his gaze, intertwined with memories, made the mute panic and want to push him away. But when that gaze found something in his pupils that he didn't know, it suddenly softened, as if it had found a harbor to anchor in. His gaze then peacefully settled in his own eyes.

The man wanted to release his hand, but suddenly he trembled and grabbed onto his clothes again, tightly clutching him in his hand. The look in his eyes revealed the kind of emotion one would experience upon a long-awaited reunion.

He had never looked at me like this before, never had he shown me such longing and acceptance in his eyes. The man's heart painfully clenched for a moment, and his brows furrowed even tighter.

On the side, Xiaochen noticed that Ye Ya seemed about to let go of someone, so he quickly called out, "Boss!"

Yaye suddenly snapped out of his reminiscence and recognized that it was Xiaochen's voice, but he did not stop.

Without turning his head, he continued to stare into Gu Chencha's eyes. He reached his hand into his pocket and threw a set of car keys onto Xiao Chen's body, saying, "Get the car ready for me."

"Heh, Brother Heh," Gu Chencha smirked as she looked at him. "Oh no, Master! Where are we going?"

The old man squinted his eyes, feeling disgusted by his vulgar demeanor. Indeed, only someone crazy would think of himself as that person. Without any response, he grabbed him forcefully and headed downstairs.

When Gu Chencha was dragged downstairs, the car had already arrived. On the way, whether she walked or followed, refused, cursed, or pleaded, the men ignored her as if they were deaf. Since her strength couldn't match theirs, she was pushed and shoved along. When they reached the car, one of the men pulled open the car door and shoved Gu Chencha into the passenger seat. Gu Chencha was pulled painfully, and as soon as she got into the car, she looked around to see if her arms and legs were injured.

Xiao Chen was still waiting for the boss to get into the car when he heard the car door on his side being heavily slammed twice.

Baffled, he rolled down the car window and heard the hoarse old man solemnly say to him, "Get off the car."

"Ah?" Xiao Chen didn't hear it clearly, but if dumb grandpa wants to drive up in this drunken state, even if he's lucky enough to not encounter traffic police, what would he do if he causes an accident and injures someone?

The man didn't waste any words with him. With a quick pull of the car door, he yanked the person out. With a press on the steering wheel, the sound of all four doors locking simultaneously echoed. Ren Xiaochen pounded on the window, and even the soundproofing of the luxury car was impressive.

"What...what are you doing?" Gu Chencha sat close to the car door, feeling like a complete coward after speaking, sounding like a sheltered and delicate young lady.

He never has this gentle look in his daily life. The two words he loves to say the most are "fuck" and "old man," but strangely, when facing this stranger, he feels embarrassed and his face turns red as he awkwardly blurts out this sentence.

"Not bring you back, huh?" the man sneered coldly. His demeanor was completely different from just now at the club, causing Gu Chencha to inexplicably feel a chill down her spine.

He was at a loss for words.

"Do you fear?" The continuous taunting came, with a sharp and contemptuous gaze directed towards him. The tearful worries that had just been present in the compartment seemed to have completely vanished, as if dried by a hairdryer, leaving not a trace.

"P-P-Paf...f-fear... what?" Gu Chencha replied with a trembling voice.

"Ah, I see you were quite enjoying yourself just now," the man teased as he started the car engine.

"Yǎ yé doesn't enjoy?" Gu Chen Cha remembered his nickname and retorted in a mocking tone.

But Grandpa Ya didn't argue with him, instead he leaned over and pulled the seatbelt on his side. When he had it in his hand, he turned his head around, and they were facing each other directly. The breath they exhaled onto each other's faces was so clear and distinct--

Grandpa Ya brushed his long, fan-like eyelashes twice before leaning in close to him and whispered softly, "Enjoy it, or else why would I bring you back?"

"Why are you doing this?" Gu Chenchah suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. It wasn't about the possibility of what might happen. Even if he had a thick skin, he couldn't deny his purpose for coming here tonight. However, he always felt that Ah Ye's words carried a pointed meaning directed specifically at him.

"Come out and work as a motherf***er, don't pretend to know nothing. You don't even have this basic self-awareness, yet you still expect me to waste my breath?" The old man sat back in his seat, stepped on the accelerator, and the car zoomed out.

"I'm doing this for the first time today!... No, I didn't know it would be this kind of job!" Gu Chencha hurriedly explained, not for the sake of her own reputation, but more like fearing that person would mistake her for the row of boys who applied makeup today. She didn't notice that the car had already started moving.

Grandpa Ya, on the other hand, deliberately wished to go against his intentions. "Don't separate yourself from others. Who among those standing just now didn't have a first time?" With each word, he insulted him. After some thought for unknown reasons, he suppressed his temper and suddenly stretched out his palm towards Gu Chen's tea stall.

"Give me your hand."