Bai Ling and Yang Zixuan seemed very excited for some reason, chatting and drinking merrily as if their previous animosity had vanished.

Ling Zhenfei drank beer, blissfully watching Yang Zixuan and Bai Ling, reveling in the combination of fine wine, beauties, and cuisine—feeling as if nothing could be happier.

Having two beautiful women for company, Ling Zhenfei never dared to imagine drinking and chatting with them—losing himself in the moment.

Despite Bai Ling's heavy drinking, the effect of the red wine was still quite strong, and after a bottle she started to slur her words.

As for Yang Zixuan, a girl who didn't usually drink, having half a bottle of red wine had already left her slumped over the table on the verge of sleep.

Seeing both girls with their flushed cheeks, looking very charming, Ling Zhenfei knew they shouldn't drink anymore. He had mixed feelings that day, unsure whether he was happy or upset, and had turned to alcohol in an attempt to drown his sorrows, drinking quite a bit himself.

Sometimes he really liked this slightly tipsy feeling where many troubles could be forgotten.

Ling Zhenfei thought it must be uncomfortable to sleep in a coat, so he bent down to help Yang Zixuan take hers off.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Yang Zixuan wrapped her arms around Ling Zhenfei's neck.

"Is that you, Big Brother Ling?"

Ling Zhenfei knew that Yang Zixuan was speaking drunkenly and quickly said, "Zi Xuan, it's me, you've had too much."

Yang Zixuan suddenly laughed, "Big Brother Ling, I'm not drunk, I'm very clear-headed, did you know that?"

Ling Zhenfei was startled. He certainly knew about Yang Zixuan's feelings for him but didn't expect her to confess at this moment, catching him by surprise.

"Zi Xuan, you're drunk, go to sleep," Ling Zhenfei tried to remove Zi Xuan's hands from around his neck, but found them surprisingly strong and couldn't get free.

Ling Zhenfei even started to doubt whether Yang Zixuan was drunk at all, feeling his own heartbeat quicken.

Shocked, Ling Zhenfei concluded that Yang Zixuan must really be drunk to say such things otherwise.

Only after that did Yang Zixuan release Ling Zhenfei with a satisfied look and laid her head on the pillow, falling into a deep sleep as if everything that had just happened was but a dream.

He found it somewhat unbelievable. From start to finish, Ling Zhenfei couldn't tell if Yang Zixuan was truly drunk or faking it. After making sure Yang Zixuan was covered up, Ling Zhenfei left the room.

But as soon as he stepped out, he saw Bai Ling, staring at him furiously, gone was her previously inebriated demeanor.

"Ling Zhenfei, I knew you had no good intentions. If I hadn't been here today, who knows what would have happened between you two."

"Were you pretending just now?" Ling Zhenfei asked in surprise.

Bai Ling scoffed, "Of course I was pretending. That little bit of red wine is nothing to me. Luckily I feigned drunkenness, otherwise, how would I have witnessed such an exciting scene?"

Ling Zhenfei felt a bit too weary to explain. Too much had happened that day, and he was tired.

"Forget it, think what you want to think, what difference does it make?"

At this, Bai Ling became furious: "Ling Zhenfei, you are shameless!"

Ling Zhenfei was at a loss for words, wanting to explain to Bai Ling but then questioning if he needed to. Since their relationship wasn't clarified, did he really owe her an explanation? As they weren't boyfriend and girlfriend, why should he have to explain?

At that moment, Bai Ling grabbed hold of Ling Zhenfei, "I don't care, I want it too."

Ling Zhenfei could see Bai Ling's big, watery eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering.

After about a hundred pushes, Bai Ling gently pushed Ling Zhenfei away: "Hey, could you stop looking at me like that? It makes me feel embarrassed."

After she said that, Bai Ling turned and ran towards the room behind her. Ling Zhenfei was slightly stunned because he realized that Bai Ling really had become shy, which was indeed a rare sight.

Ling Zhenfei's mind wandered slightly, but what could he do about it since Bai Ling and Yang Zixuan were both there?

Ling Zhenfei was left alone in the living room to tidy up, washing and scrubbing the plates and dishes. At that moment, Bai Ling walked out of the room, went to the counter in the kitchen, and leaned on it to watch Ling Zhenfei.

Bai Ling had now changed into pajamas, the oversized sleepwear hanging on her like a dress.

"How did it feel just now?" Bai Ling asked with a smile, looking at Ling Zhenfei.

"Do you want the truth?" Ling Zhenfei also looked at her with a smile.

"I want the truth," Bai Ling said firmly.

"I won't tell you," Ling Zhenfei said playfully.

After hearing this, Bai Ling chuckled: "So that's how it is. Well, I'm going to sleep then, goodbye."

After saying that, Bai Ling turned to walk back, but of course, Ling Zhenfei wouldn't let her go so easily. Bai Ling had already succeeded in stirring up Ling Zhenfei's fire a moment ago, and now she was thinking of running away — it wouldn't be that easy.

As Bai Ling reached the door, she suddenly felt bumping into someone. When she looked up, it was Ling Zhenfei.

"What are you doing, Ling Zhenfei?"

"What do you think I want to do?" With those words, Ling Zhenfei embraced Bai Ling and walked into the room.

At that moment, Bai Ling suddenly said, "You can have me, but you must marry me."

That sentence was like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the flames in Ling Zhenfei.

Ling Zhenfei stopped what he was doing and hurriedly used his Northern Spiritual Energy to suppress the anger in his heart.

Seeing Ling Zhenfei's reaction, Bai Ling was somewhat displeased: "Is it really that hard for you to marry me, Ling Zhenfei? I just want a promise that you'll marry me, that's all."

Ling Zhenfei said with some embarrassment, "I really can't give you that promise right now, I'm sorry."

"I'm afraid to make a promise that I can't keep. When I make a promise, I always follow through. I've already hurt some people, I can't hurt even more," Ling Zhenfei said, looking helpless.

At that moment, Ling Zhenfei didn't know what to say or even what to think. All he could do was turn around, walk out, and stop looking at Bai Ling.

Ling Zhenfei was naturally in great distress. His feelings for Bai Ling had always been very special. Bai Ling's personality, family background, character, appearance, they were all top-notch.

Moreover, Ling Zhenfei had seen Bai Ling's feelings for him. Bai Ling had confessed her love for him many times, even saying she didn't care how many other women he had outside, as long as she was the only one for him at home.

But at this moment, Ling Zhenfei himself was somewhat uncertain about what he needed, what kind of life he truly wanted. He didn't know, so he couldn't think about it, and of course, he dared not make a promise.

After spending the night on the sofa, Ling Zhenfei got up early the next morning and made breakfast for three. As the aroma of breakfast wafted through the air, Yang Zixuan was the first to get out of bed.

"Big Brother Ling, I'm so sorry. You come to my house, and you're making breakfast again. I'm really embarrassed," she said.

Bai Ling was still wearing the clothes she slept in the night before. She looked quite natural, obviously unaware of what had happened last night.

"I'm already used to it, it's no big deal. You drank a bit too much yesterday, so I made millet porridge, which is particularly good for hangovers," Ling Zhenfei replied.

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