My Mr. Gu is Courting Death Again

It was getting later into the night, and there were no more pedestrians on the road.

Zuo An raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was almost midnight. Xu Weilai was so drunk that he couldn’t let her continue messing around anymore. It would be best to send her home to rest soonest possible so that she would not have a bad hangover the next day.

“It’s time to go back. Get up, I’ll send you home.”

Xu Weilai had probably gotten tired as well as she did not object, but nodded obediently instead.

She put her feet on the ground. When she was about to stand, Zuo An saw her being so drunk that she had forgotten to put on her shoe. He shook his head helplessly and said, “Wait a moment. Put on your shoes first.”

“Oh, okay.”Xu Weilai still answered obediently. Then, she sat back on the bench but did not attempt to make any movement.

Zuo An reminded her again when he saw that she was not moving, “Put on your shoes.”

Xu Weilai glanced at him and said, “Put it on.”

The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Zuo An finally understood what she meant. Could it be that… she wanted him to help her put on her shoes?

This time, it was Xu Weilai’s turn to urge him. “Put the shoes on!”

Zuo An rubbed his forehead on the spot between his eyebrows. Forget it…, he was not going to argue with a drunk woman, neither would he try to reason with them. If he could accommodate their request, he would then go along with it. Otherwise, he wouldn’t know how long it was going to take for tonight’s drama to end.

He went down on one knee in front of Xu Weilai, and she happily cooperated by raising her feet.

Zuo An looked at the dainty fair feet of Xu Weilai and felt that it was somewhat magical for a woman’s feet to be so small, yet yielded endless power.

As she was walking on her bare feet earlier, they were stained with dirt. Zuo An reached out his hand and gently patted them off her feet. He then took her shoes and clumsily put them on.

Qiao Chu, who was following them with the car, had it stopped at the roadside not too far away and would observe them from time to time. When he saw this scene, his pupils contracted, and his gaze gradually became complicated.

After Zuo An helped Xu Weilai with her shoes, he helped her stand up. “Can you walk on your own?”

Xu Weilai nodded with great confidence. “Of course I can. I’m not drunk. I’m sober…”

As she said that, she took a step forward, and walked a path of an S-shaped line. She even stumbled forward and almost tripped.

Zuo An sighed and gave up communicating with her. He went forward to support her and led her to the car. Then, he opened the car door, gently but forcefully stuffed her into the back seat before he got in.

After he settled in, he let out a sigh of relief and said to Qiao Chu, “Send her to her apartment first.”

Qiao Chu nodded and started the car.

On the way back, Xu Weilai, who was probably too exhausted, leaned against the back of the seat and fell asleep. She did not wake up even when they reached her apartment. Zuo An did not try to wake her up either. He carried her in his arms and sent her back to her room in the apartment before he turned and left.

After he came back to the car, which stopped in front of the apartment, he instructed Qiao Chu with a hint of fatigue in his tone. “Let’s go back.”

Qiao Chu did not immediately drive this time, he looked at Zuo An from the rearview mirror instead. He parted his lips as if he had something to say, but hesitated. After a few seconds, he blurted, “Mr. Zuo, there’s something that I don’t know if I should voice up.”

Zuo An raised his eyelids. “I know what you want to say, but you don’t have to say it. I understand.”

Qiao Chu sighed inwardly.

He was someone who had interacted with Xu Weilai and had watched her turned the odds in her favor time and again when she was working on the news. Even when all hope was lost, she could still turn it around.