The Lover's Prattle

The CEO//8

— But of course, nothing in the world was perfect.

The night before their honeymoon was bachelor night. Qingruo was congratulated on her marriage, especially since her husband was such a dreamy man, while Feng Qi was congratulated on once again entering the grave known as marriage.

When he and An Qi divorced, Feng Qi had sworn to never marry again. But now?

As soon as he entered the private room, he was besieged by people and punished with drinks. His flight wasn't until two in the afternoon of the next day, so he accepted all of the drinks and continued drinking through dinner, completely unrestrained.

An Qi was at home taking care of her children, so Jing Cheng toasted Feng Qi on her behalf. Feng Qi downed the shot and remarked, "But this can't be regarded as a toast from An Qi. Wait until I hold my child's full moon party, then the two of you can come back and she can toast me herself."

'Thinking so far ahead already.' Jing Cheng nodded with a laugh.

After three rounds of drinking, the room was abuzz with activity and excitement.

Qingruo and her friends were downstairs celebrating her own bachelorette party. Feng Qi was worried about her getting drunk, so he called her a total of six times within a single hour, repeatedly telling her to drink less and that he would go down and take her home soon. After he hung up for the nth time, someone handed him a cup of wine. Feng Qi turned his head and accepted the drink after seeing that it was from Jing Cheng.

The two of them were childhood friends. Sometimes they would go half a year without any contact, but if one of them needed help, the other would always be the first to lend a hand. A while ago, their friendship had become more or less strained because of An Qi. People in their circle seldom invited Feng Qi and Jing Cheng out at the same time.

Jing Cheng proposed a toast to him. "I hope you have a happy marriage."

Feng Qi smiled and nodded as he touched Jing Cheng's cup with his own. "I will."

Having come from a political family, Jing Cheng was more restrained than Feng Qi, who came from a business family. He knew when to let certain things go. Although Feng Qi was an expressive man in general, Jing Cheng had not seen him care so earnestly for someone else before.

After silently standing for a moment, Feng Qi spoke up. "Jing Cheng, An Qi followed me for several years, but I never treated her well. Now that I think about it, I really owe her. She wasted her youth on me."

Jing Cheng nodded. He wasn't angered and waited for Feng Qi to continue.

"There's probably no point to saying this now, but that's just what I think. No matter what, you should indulge her more and make her happier. I'll feel a little better if you do that."

Jing Cheng laughed, as those words were enough to confirm that Feng Qi had truly moved on. "Mhm." Then he jested, "If An Qi and your wife fell into the water at the same time, who would you save first?"

Feng Qi was stunned, but only for a moment. Once he recovered, he chuckled and responded without hesitation, "An Qi, of course. I have to help a brother out, don't I? If my woman ever finds herself in trouble, I'll obviously jump in and share the burden with her."

The two shared a laugh.

***

By the time Feng Qi arrived to pick her up, Qingruo had already been reduced to a drunk, giggly mess. He felt both anger and amusement, but the former was directed at the people who made her drink so much. Although he knew that most of them meant well, he still held a bit of a grudge against them.