After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World's Sweetheart

Chapter 122: Chapter One-Hundred and Twenty-Two:

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Xi Cheng’s temper flared up when he heard that. He placed the bottle on the table and yelled, “Then what do you guys want? Do you want me to apologize?

I’m sorry! Is that enough?”

Gu Man seemed frightened by Xi Cheng. She ran to Shi Nian’s side and clutched his arm. Shi Nian frowned and immediately got up. He broke free from Gu Man’s hands and walked over to Xi Cheng without even glancing at her. He held Ye Kun and Liang Han back and said, “You’ve all had too much to drink. Let’s call it a day and go home.”

Liang Han dragged Ye Kun away, saying, “Whatever. Let’s go!”

Ye Kun struggled out of Liang Han’s grip and gave him a look. “I’ll be going now,” he announced before whispering to Liang Han, “You stay with Shi Nian.”

Liang Han spied Gu Man from the corner of his eye and understood. When Ye Kun left, he angrily reprimanded Xi Cheng, “Xi Cheng, I don’t want to criticize you, but you’ve gone too far! Little Kun has constantly been flying here and there, coming out and socializing with us whenever he has time. How dare you say that to him? You went too far!”

Shi Nian snatched the bottle Xi Cheng was holding and told Liang Han, “That’s enough out of you.”

Liang Han shut his mouth but—by accident or design—stood behind Shi Nian, blocking Gu Man off as the woman tried to ‘pounce’ over again, wanting to lean close to Shi Nian to see what was happening.

Lin Yu quickly sat down and gently asked, “Xi Cheng, what’s wrong? Why are you suddenly upset?” She turned to Shi Nian and Liang Han and uttered, “Thank goodness it’s you guys he’s showing his temper to. Despite his awful behavior, you’ve never distanced yourselves from him. With that temper of his, it would be terrible if he ran into someone else.”

Xi Cheng covered his eyes with his arm and stated, “I’ve had too much to drink. I want to rest for a while. You guys can continue drinking!”

“Then, let’s go back, too. It’ll be more comfortable to rest at home,” Lin Yu hurriedly suggested.

Gu Man got past Liang Han and stood at Shi Nian’s other side, commenting, “Xi

Cheng, look at how worried Lin Yu is! Why don’t we all go home? We can

always meet up again next time.”

Xi Cheng didn’t say anything. Shi Nian straightened his back and sighed, “Give him a moment to himself. Let’s not bother him. Liang Han, let’s go get some fresh air.”

Gu Man grabbed Shi Nian’s arm and said, “There’s no need for that. Let’s just go. Lin Yu, take Xi Cheng home!”

Shi Nian twisted his arm and broke free of Gu Man. He put his hands in his pocket and headed towards the exit with Liang Han.

“Hey, Shi Nian, if you both go out, how are we supposed to carry Xi Cheng?” Gu Man pouted.

Shi Nian didn’t turn around. Liang Han stood behind Shi Nian, waved his hand, and replied, “You don’t need to! He’s not drunk!”

Ye Kun had just reached the entrance when he saw a group of men and women heading out. A familiar figure entered his sight. It was Fang Xi.

Fang Xi was a little unsteady on her feet. A fat man—whose hair was thinning at the top—placed his arm around Fang Xi’s waist as he assured her, “Ms. Fang, don’t worry. Leave the matter to me; I’ll see to it. It’s no problem at all! I’ll get them to change your screening slots back when I return!”

Fang Xi staggered and pushed away the man’s groping hands. She smiled and responded, “Then I’ll thank you in advance. I’ll be waiting for the good news, Mr. Li.”

The man continued to reach for Fang Xi, but someone else forcefully pulled her into an embrace. Fang Xi’s expression changed, but just as she was about to lose her temper, her eyes met Ye Kun’s familiar orbs.

Ye Kun tightened his arms around Fang Xi and spoke to the portly man. “Sorry, my girlfriend drank a little too much. I’ll be taking her home now.”

Mr. Li wasn’t drunk; he was just using it as an excuse to take advantage of Fang Xi. However, the moment he saw Ye Kun, his mind instantly cleared up, and he stuttered, “Mr. Ye…Y-you—”

Ye Kun smiled. “Excuse me, we have to go he told the man and half-supported, half-hugged Fang Xi as they strode out. Fang Xi’s stomach was queasy, and as soon as they walked out of the entrance, she held onto the trash can beside her and began to vomit.

Ye Kun frowned and concernedly patted her back. Fang Xi pushed him away, wanting him to stay further away. After Ye Kun left, she finally relaxed. When she had purged everything in her stomach, she stood up with her hands supporting her waist.

A bottle of water appeared before her, and Fang Xi was stunned. Ye Kun hadn’t left; he went to buy water for her. Fang Xi lowered her eyes, took the bottle, and rinsed her mouth. Then, Ye Kun handed her a pack of tissues.

“Thank you!” Fang Xi said softly.

“Are you feeling better?” Ye Kun gently asked. Fang Xi nodded.

“Alright, let’s go home. My car is just ahead.” Ye Kun pointed at his car parked in the square.

“You… haven’t been drinking?” Fang Xi inquired.

“I called a chauffeur,” Ye Kun informed her and smiled, revealing his pearly white teeth. He looked as pure as a child. Fang Xi also smiled; she hadn’t seen such a decent and honest man in many years..