The Sweetest Medicine

Lu Xuechen’s enchantingly handsome face immediately sank as he looked coldly at Lin Jiayu.

Lin Jiayu realized she had said the wrong thing so she swiftly apologized, “Sorry,” surprising Lu Xuechen with her quick response.

Lu Xuechen stared into Lin Jiayu’s pure eyes. They were like the north star on a snowy day; she was so beautiful that one wanted to possess her.

This thought made Lu Xuechen clear his throat a little as he leaned back in his chair. He then said in an unfazed tone, “Some people would honestly do anything to get my attention…”

The man earlier had tried to get his attention, and now, Lin Jiayu was the same. But, their methods were too stupid. Lucky for them, he was an understanding and open-minded person that didn’t hold grudges.

Yu Gangan and Lin Jiayu did not say a word. They simply assumed Lu Xuechen’s words were directed at the man that just left.

So, to lighten the mood, Yu Gangan tipped a glass of wine and clinked glasses with Lu Xuechen.

Yu Gangan’s alcohol tolerance wasn’t very good to begin with, so after two glasses of wine, she was already half-drunk. But, she continued to drink a bit more as she chatted to Lin Jiayu. By the time she decided to leave, her mind was a complete blur.

On the other hand, Fang Zhihan did not take a single sip of alcohol that night, thus he ended up driving everyone home.

After she stepped out of the car, Yu Gangan struggled to walk straight. As she headed towards her home, she swerved from side to side, like she was drawing 8’s on the floor.

“Be careful,” Lin Jiayu hurried forward and stretched out her hand to support her friend.

“Thank you, I’m fine,” Yu Gangan smiled sweetly as she stood upright.

Her slightly curved eyes were like two new moons being surrounded by stars in the night sky.

Yu Gangan hiccuped and looked at Fang Zhihan. She then waved her hands, “Fang Zhihan, stop swaying from side to side, you’re making me dizzy.”

Fang Zhihan’s tall strong body stood straight without moving.

So what if this man looked cold? As long as he wasn’t willing to do something, he was unyielding, like pine needles that stood straight no matter how much pressure the rain applied to it.

Fang Zhihan stretched out his arms and lifted Yu Gangan horizontally. Meanwhile, Yu Gangan did not gasp nor scream as she rubbed her face against his arm.

Suddenly, her furrowed brows relaxed. She then spread her arms and started flapping them in the wind.

Nearby, Lin Jiayu looked at Yu Gangan in surprise and asked, “Gangan, what are you doing?”

Yu Gangan did not stop as she moved her head and continued flapping, “I am a little bird that’s flying…”

Lin Jiayu: “…”

Fang Zhihan glanced at the woman with a helpless and doting expression, “…”

But, Lu Xuechen could not hold back his laughter, “Xiao Yu, you’re killing me with laughter.”

He thought the nickname that the aunties gave to Yu Gangan was a lot more affectionate, so he decided to copy them and call her Xiao Yu. Above all, he felt a sense of seniority when he called her that.

At that moment, there was also a trace of amusement in Lin Jiayu’s eyes as she watched Fang Zhihan carry Yu Gangan. “So cute,” she commented.

Her voice was quiet, so quiet that Fang Zhihan and the woman in his arms did not hear it as they continued forward. But, beside her, Lu Xuechen heard what she said, so he said in agreement, “Yes, she’s really cute.”

The two looked into each other’s eyes briefly and quickly turned away.

One turned to the right and the other turned to the left.

Fang Zhihan eventually placed Yu Gangan on the sofa in her home and went to pour her a glass of milk, “After you wake up a little, have a bath and go to sleep.”

Yu Gangan sat up on the sofa and looked at the man dizzily. She then called out gently, “Master Handsome?”

She looked dopey and her voice was slightly whiny; she appeared cute as hell.

However, the person she was calling was not him…