Chapter 136: I Don’t Want to Live. I Want to Destroy the World
Huo Qingyan walked over and also greeted Jiang Ying.
“Miss Jiang.”
“What a coincidence, you’re here for breakfast too?”
What kind of day was this? Little Seven had come to find her for breakfast first thing in the morning, and they had randomly picked a restaurant only to run into Huo Qingyan and Zhou Fu.
Huo Qingyan: “Mm.”
Standing behind Huo Qingyan, Zhou Fu let out a yawn.
Last night at the tavern, he had fallen asleep after less than two drinks.
He had even been woken up by Huo Qingyan this morning.
Huo Qingyan also felt that Zhou Fu worked too hard as his assistant and was planning to let him go home and rest after breakfast.
He never expected to run into Jiang Su at the restaurant.
Jiang Su also noticed that neither Huo Qingyan nor Zhou Fu looked very well.
Huo Qingyan looked reasonably alert, but Zhou Fu’s face clearly had two words written all over it: I’m sleepy.
He had never seen Zhou Fu look so lethargic during work hours.
After finishing his yawn, Zhou Fu met Jiang Su’s puzzled gaze.
Remembering Huo Qingyan’s instructions from last night, he lied calmly and composedly, “I was drinking with President Huo all night, so I’m a bit tired now.”
Before Jiang Su could say anything, Jiang Ying spoke up first, “You two… were drinking all night?”
Huo Qingyan and Zhou Fu didn’t seem like the type of people who would drink together all night…
Jiang Su’s face showed the same confusion as Jiang Ying’s.
Zhou Fu’s expression was still very calm. “Mm.”
Jiang Su knew Zhou Fu reasonably well; there was no need to lie about something like this.
Huo Qingyan had changed a lot compared to before.
Just because he wouldn’t have drunk with Zhou Fu in the past didn’t mean he wouldn’t now.
Just then, the waiter came over with their food.
The breakfast was light, and Jiang Su felt he lacked an appetite just looking at it. He called the waiter over, “Please bring me some chili oil.”
Zhou Fu looked at the steaming hot breakfast and couldn’t help but slowly rub his stomach.
He was hungry…
But Huo Qingyan was still standing in the same spot, not moving.
“President Huo?” He couldn’t help but remind Huo Qingyan that they should also find a seat and eat.
Huo Qingyan’s brow furrowed slightly. He tentatively advised, “After a hangover, it’s better to eat something light.”
He had heard Jiang Su ask the waiter for chili oil just now.
Jiang Ying had also been planning to persuade Jiang Su not to eat chili. Hearing Huo Qingyan’s words, she agreed with an “Mm.” “That’s right, Little Seven, why would you eat chili so early in the morning.”
After speaking, she turned to the waiter and said, “Sorry, no need to bring the chili oil.”
Jiang Su was drinking water. At first, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with Huo Qingyan’s words, but then a thought suddenly flashed through his mind—how did Huo Qingyan know he had a hangover?
“Cough cough—”
That momentary lapse in concentration caused him to choke on his water.
Jiang Ying quickly handed him a tissue, a hint of disdain in her voice. “Hurry up and wipe it.”
She felt embarrassed just watching him.
Choking while just drinking water.
Jiang Su lowered his head to wipe the water from his lips, not even daring to look up.
Who the hell could tell him how Huo Qingyan knew he was drunk last night?
And why did this act of wiping water with a tissue feel so familiar?
Huo Qingyan watched as Jiang Su’s ears gradually turned red, only then realizing he had just said something he shouldn’t have.
But his face remained perfectly calm. “Enjoy your meal, Miss Jiang.”
“Why don’t you join us?” Jiang Ying flashed a professional smile.
“No need.” Huo Qingyan naturally knew Jiang Ying couldn’t possibly want to invite him for breakfast. He led Zhou Fu to a table far away from Jiang Su and sat down.
He watched as Jiang Su kept his head down the entire time he was eating breakfast, just focused on shoveling food into his mouth.
Huo Qingyan’s brows knitted into a knot.
He had messed it up after all.
Zhou Fu saw that Huo Qingyan opposite him wasn’t touching his chopsticks, just staring intently at Jiang Su, so he silently reached out and pulled the entire basket of shrimp dumplings in front of himself.
One after another, they were delicious.
Although he didn’t know what exactly happened last night, he could tell from President Huo’s expression that things had been messed up.
But he had to admit, President Huo’s helpless expression really whetted the appetite.
“Little Seven, why do you keep your head down? Is something wrong with your neck?” Jiang Ying looked at Jiang Su with concern, thinking something was wrong with his neck.
Jiang Su still didn’t look up, just ate even faster.
His mouth was full, so his voice was muffled. “Nothing, just hungry.”
Did he not want to look up?
He wanted to.
But was he worthy?
He was the one who asked for the divorce.
He was the one who said all those harsh words later.
And when he was drunk, he was the one who told the driver to take him back to Cloud Top Mansion.
None of that was the most important part.
The most important thing was, Huo Qingyan probably already knew about it.
If he were Huo Qingyan, he would also think this was a case of lingering feelings.
He would never be able to hold his head high in front of Huo Qingyan again.
What was even more terrifying was that he had blacked out.
It was highly likely Huo Qingyan had also gone back to Cloud Top Mansion last night, and he couldn’t even remember if he had done anything else.
It was too humiliating. He had never been this humiliated in his entire life.
He didn’t want to live.
He wanted to destroy the world.
…
He finally finished breakfast.
Jiang Su fled the restaurant as if escaping.
“Little Seven, what on earth is wrong with you today?” If Jiang Ying still couldn’t see that something was off with Jiang Su, she would truly be an idiot.
“I…” He couldn’t say it. It was too embarrassing.
Jiang Su let out a long sigh. “Second Sister, I’m fine. I just wrapped filming, maybe I haven’t gotten out of character yet.”
“Really?” Jiang Ying looked at him skeptically. “If anything is wrong, you have to tell Second Sister.”
Jiang Su nodded heavily.
After watching Jiang Ying leave, Jiang Su also hurriedly flagged down a cab.
“Driver, let’s go! Quick!”
The driver glanced at him in the rearview mirror and said calmly, “It’s rush hour. Can’t go quick.”
Sure enough, the car moved about two or three meters and then stopped.
Jiang Su was panicking internally.
He looked back and saw that Huo Qingyan and Zhou Fu had already come out.
They had both been drinking, so they had to take a cab home.
Zhou Fu got a cab first, leaving only Huo Qingyan standing by the road.
Just then, the car could move.
Jiang Su let out a sigh of relief, but then his heart tensed up again.
Did Huo Qingyan know or not?
It was pure torture.
He couldn’t stand this suppressed feeling.
“Driver, I’m not going anymore.”
The driver still had that same calm expression. “Can’t stop here. I’ll let you out up ahead.”
“Thanks, driver.”
After driving a short distance, Jiang Su got out of the car.
He took two deep breaths, walked a short way, and saw Huo Qingyan still waiting for a car in front of the restaurant.
The crowd was bustling, but only Huo Qingyan stood calm and composed, as if he were separate from the mortal world.
As if sensing something, Huo Qingyan turned his head and saw Jiang Su walking toward him aggressively.
A rare look of astonishment appeared on his face.
Seeing this, Jiang Su regained a bit of his confidence.
“I have something to ask you.” Jiang Su threw out this sentence, then grabbed Huo Qingyan’s wrist without another word and dragged him into a nearby alley.
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