Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 508: Chapter 508: Young Master, You Can’t Drink Too Much_1

“Can you…”

“You’re quite right,”

Ruan Tianling’s heart was filled with joy, “Are you willing to be with me…”

“You are so self-assuming, you still are until now.”

“…” Ruan Tianling’s face darkened at once, “That’s not what I asked! That’s not my point!”

His point was to move her, to make her accept him again, not to let her notice his shortcomings.

Jian Yufei said faintly: “That’s exactly the point, you are always so self-assuming.”

Ruan Tianling’s gaze suddenly became heavy, he understood what she meant.

He thought that he could move her, but in fact, she would not be moved. He was self-conceited once again.

Ruan Tianling’s mood suddenly dropped. He put her down, not saying anything, and left.

Jian Yufei’s eyes flickered slightly, her lips slightly pursed.

Knowing what she knows now, why did she start this to begin with?

Ruan Tianling, it’s all too late.

After Xiao Lang returned, his mood was terrible, and he drank a lot of alcohol.

He had expected that Jian Yufei wouldn’t forgive him, wouldn’t accept him again. But he didn’t anticipate that she didn’t trust him, would not accept his help at all.

He knew that she stayed by Ruan Tianling’s side was out of coercion. She was constantly thinking of how to get away from him.

Now she must hate him even more, wanting to escape more than ever.

Just a word from her, he would immediately take her away, help her, regardless of all costs.

However, she dared not reach out to him because once he promised to protect her, and then still left her alone.

It was he who ruined her trust in him, it was he who abandoned her, indirectly pushing her towards Ruan Tianling.

If he hadn’t left at the beginning, she wouldn’t have fallen into Ruan Tianling’s hands again.

Xiao Lang was filled with regret and self-blame.

He sat in front of the bar, his gaze dull, his thin lips pursed into a line.

After finishing a glass of alcohol, he poured himself another one.

His assistant and bodyguard Di Sheng approached, expressionless, and said, “Young Master, you can’t drink too much.”

Xiao Lang sat up straight. Even in the face of defeat, he showed the standard demeanor of a nobleman.

He ignored Di Sheng’s words and continued to drink.

Di Sheng still had his usual stoic, iceberg-like expression: “Young Master, you can’t drink too much. Alcohol diminishes a person’s willpower and harms their health. It could delay a lot of things. Have you forgotten the master’s orders? Maintain a clear head at all times, and make the most correct judgments.”

How could Xiao Lang forget his father’s teachings?

Always be the most rational person, never let emotions affect decisions.

He put down his glass, got up, and stared at the stairs.

“Young Master, there are a lot of things waiting for you to deal with in the new company,” Di Sheng reminded him indifferently.

Xiao Lang pursed his lips slightly, without looking back: “I know, I’ll go to the company after I change.”

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Jian Yufei thought she had made it clear, and believed that Xiao Lang wouldn’t come to find her, or interfere in her affairs.

As she and Aunt Li were about to take a taxi home from the mall, a shiny black Lamborghini suddenly stopped in front of her.

The car door opened, and the man inside grabbed Jian Yufei’s hand, pulled her into the car. The door quickly closed, and the car sped away.

Jian Yufei was dazed before snapping back to reality.

“Xiao Lang, what are you doing?” she asked the man next to her in shock.