Is it hard to chase the school beauty?It doesn't matter, she still has roommates

Chapter 691 I'm worried about her being alone, and she's drunk again.

"No way? Not even a kiss?"

"no!"

Xiaoyu shook her head firmly, her voice barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

"You still have your first kiss?!"

Zhang Yiyi was truly astonished. She stared wide-eyed at Xiaoyu, as if she had discovered a new continent.

"My God! Comrade Xiaoyu! You're moving way too slowly! What a waste! With such a handsome guy right next to you, you're not even making a move?!"

"I...I..." Xiaoyu was so embarrassed and anxious by what she said that she couldn't speak.

"Tsk tsk tsk," Zhang Yiyi shook her head, looking disappointed.

"Let me tell you, the feeling of kissing is absolutely wonderful!"

A look of reminiscence crossed her face, tinged with an exaggerated sense of dreaminess.

"Especially kissing someone you truly like, the feeling... it's like being electrocuted! Your heart races, your body goes weak, and your mind is like fireworks... um... that feeling is indescribable!"

Seeing that Xiaoyu was listening in a daze, she added with a mischievous grin.

"And besides, when men kiss, their hands don't stay still... they might do this..." She pretended to grab Xiaoyu's chest.

"Ah! Rogue!"

Xiaoyu was so frightened that she quickly crossed her arms over her chest, jumped up, and her face turned bright red.

"Zhang Yiyi! You...you're so dirty-minded!"

"Hahaha!"

Zhang Yiyi was amused by her reaction and burst into laughter, temporarily casting aside the gloom in her heart.

The two girls were playfully bickering in the dimly lit stairwell, their cheerful laughter temporarily dispelling the previous heavy atmosphere.

The two chatted outside for a long time until they felt it was about time, then composed themselves and returned to the private room.

The atmosphere in the private room was still lively, but it was nearing its end.

The boy with the lowest alcohol tolerance, named Wang Chengbing, was now slumped over the table, unconscious and snoring loudly. People nearby were whispering among themselves.

"How much did Wang Chengbing drink?"

"It seems she was having a drinking contest with Qin Luo... and she passed out after just three drinks..."

"Qin Luo can really drink! He doesn't even flinch!"

Zhang Yiyi's fiancé, Yang Xiaobin, had already left, and his seat was empty.

When Zhang Yiyi saw this, her eyes darkened slightly, but she quickly smiled again and clapped her hands.

"Alright, alright! I see everyone has eaten enough! Cheng Bing is completely drunk! That's enough for today! Thank you all for coming! See you at the wedding!"

Everyone got up to say goodbye, helping each other leave their drunken companions.

After seeing off their friends, only Qin Luo, Xiao Yu, and Zhang Yiyi remained in the private room.

"Yiyi, you..." Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Yiyi, hesitant to speak, still worried about her.

"I'm fine! I'm really fine!"

Zhang Yiyi hugged Xiaoyu tightly and whispered in her ear.

"Thank you, Xiaoyu. I'm very happy today. You guys should go now, I still have some things to take care of."

She was referring to Wang Chengbing, who had passed out drunk.

Xiaoyu knew she needed space, so she didn't ask any more questions, but simply gave her some instructions.

"Take good care of yourself, and call me anytime if anything happens!"

"I know! That's a long way to go!"

Zhang Yiyi smiled and nudged her.

"Take your boyfriend out for some alone time!"

Xiaoyu blushed, glared at her reproachfully, and left the private room with Qin Luo.

Stepping out of the Park Hyatt Hotel, the cool night breeze dispelled the smell of alcohol and food from my clothes.

Qin Luo looked at Xiao Yu beside him.

"It's still early, how about you show me around the area? I've heard the night view of Yanjing is quite nice."

"Okay!"

Xiaoyu immediately perked up. Having grown up in Yanjing, she was very familiar with the streets and alleys there.

"I know there's a night market street nearby, it's really lively at night! There's lots of delicious food! Although... uh... I think I'm already full."

She touched her round little belly, feeling a little regretful.

"It's okay, I'll come again tomorrow."

Qin Luo found her actions rather cute.

"You lead the way and help us get familiar with the area."

"Uh-huh!"

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, full of interest.

"There's a place in that night market that sells braised pork offal and baked buns, it's super authentic! They also have fried sausage and tripe... I'll take you there to eat tomorrow night!"

The two walked side by side along the brightly lit street, leisurely heading towards the night market.

A gentle evening breeze ruffled Xiaoyu's hair and dispelled the earlier commotion in the private room.

With someone who made her feel at ease by her side, Xiaoyu's mood became exceptionally relaxed and cheerful. She chattered excitedly to Qin Luo, introducing the buildings and interesting things they passed by.

The entrance to the night market street was not far ahead, bustling with noise, and the aroma of food was already wafting over.

"It's up ahead! Can you smell the fragrance?"

Xiaoyu pointed excitedly ahead.

Following the direction Xiaoyu pointed, Qin Luo's sharp gaze instantly locked onto it.

Sure enough, it was Yang Xiaobin! The groom-to-be who had a sour face throughout Zhang Yiyi's wedding banquet, ate and drank silently without communicating with anyone, and even quietly left the banquet in the middle!
"I knew it! How could he run away halfway through the meal on such an important occasion?" Xiaoyu said angrily, her face turning red and her fists clenched.

"So they came here to find their mistress! I'm so angry! I have to go and expose them!"

As Zhang Yiyi's best friend, Xiaoyu's anger was instantly ignited when she saw her friend's fiancé doing such a thing before the wedding, and she was about to rush over without thinking.

"Light rain!"

Qin Luo tried to stop her, but Xiao Yu was like an angry little leopard. She rushed to the couple in a few steps, spread her arms, and blocked their way!
"Yang Xiaobin!"

Xiaoyu's voice rose with anger, trembling noticeably, as she pointed at the somewhat panicked woman next to Yang Xiaobin.

"How can you do this to Yiyi?!"

As Qin Luo got closer, he could see the woman who was called the "other woman" more clearly.

She looked to be about the same age as Xiaoyu and the others. She was without makeup, and while her features were fairly delicate, she was definitely not stunning; at most, she would be a 70 out of 100.

She was wearing an ordinary dress, made of ordinary material, and the brand was unrecognizable.

The bag slung across her waist was even more ordinary; judging from the leather and style, it was probably just a cheap, low-end item costing a couple hundred yuan.

Overall, it gives people a simple and even somewhat timid feeling.

Perhaps startled by Xiaoyu's sudden outburst and questioning, the woman named Meiyu turned deathly pale. She instinctively released her grip on Yang Xiaobin's arm, took a step back in panic, and avoided eye contact with Xiaoyu. Yang Xiaobin immediately shielded her behind him, his face grim as he shouted at Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu! What are you trying to do?! You've scared Meiyu, do you know that?!"

"You're asking me what I want to do?!"

Xiaoyu's voice grew louder, filled with deep disappointment and anger.

"I should be asking you what you're up to! You're about to get married, and you're still seeing other women! How can you face Yiyi?! How can you face her for announcing to everyone today that she's going to marry you?!"

Her voice was exceptionally clear on the night street, immediately attracting the attention of many pedestrians around her.

Keywords like "mistress," "marriage," and "finding a woman" drew the attention of passersby, who pointed and whispered among themselves.

Yang Xiaobin's face turned extremely ugly. He grabbed Meiyu's hand tightly, as if drawing strength from it, and growled impatiently at Xiaoyu.

“What I do is none of your business! And it’s none of your concern! If you really want to know the reason,” he paused, giving Xiaoyu a complicated look.

"Go ask Zhang Yiyi yourself!"

After saying that, he didn't give Xiaoyu any chance to question him. He grabbed Meiyu and, almost dragging her, hurriedly slipped into the alley next to him with his head down, quickly disappearing into the dim lights and crowd.

"Hey! Don't go! Explain yourself!"

Xiaoyu stomped her foot in anger and turned to chase after him.

A warm and strong hand pressed down on her shoulder just in time. It was Qin Luo.

"You big bad guy, why are you pulling me like that!"

Xiaoyu was both anxious and angry, and turned around to glare at Qin Luo.

"I'm going to chase after them! I'm going to expose this scumbag couple! Yiyi can't marry such scum!"

Qin Luo looked at Xiao Yu's face, which was flushed with anger, his eyes calm and his voice deep and clear.

"Calm down. What's the point of chasing after him? Beat him up? Or have another fight in the street? It will only make things more embarrassing for you and Yiyi.

He paused, then guided Xiaoyu to think.

"Besides, didn't you realize that your best friend Zhang Yiyi and Yang Xiaobin don't seem like a couple about to get married with a deep affection for each other at all?"

Xiaoyu was stunned for a moment. Her anger was interrupted by Qin Luo's sudden analysis, and she looked at Qin Luo in confusion.

"You...you mean they're in a fake marriage? But...can marriages really be fake?"

"I didn't say they were in a sham marriage."

Qin Luo shook his head.

"What I mean is, there's probably no emotional foundation between them at all. At least, I don't see any of the interaction and affection that lovers should have."

"No feelings whatsoever?"

Xiaoyu was even more confused, her delicate brows furrowed.

"Then why get married? Isn't that a contradiction?"

Qin Luo shrugged.

"That's what I'm curious about too. What was the motive? Only the parties involved know."

"You big bad guy, how did you figure out they have no feelings?"

Xiaoyu pressed for details, trying hard to recall the specifics of the dinner party.

Qin Luo patiently analyzed.

"It's very simple, observe the details. Couples before marriage, especially those who have just announced their engagement, are usually immersed in immense happiness and excitement, wanting to be together all the time. Their eye contact and physical touch will be natural and frequent. But tonight at the dinner table, did you see any such interaction between Yang Xiaobin and Zhang Yiyi?"

He listed the facts he had observed.

"Yang Xiaobin kept a straight face the whole time, only caring about eating, drinking and drinking, and not taking the initiative to talk to anyone, including Zhang Yiyi. Although Zhang Yiyi acted very affectionately, holding his arm, her gaze almost never really fell on him, as if she was completing a 'performance' task. Moreover, did you notice that when the two of you returned to the private room from outside, Yang Xiaobin had already left? Zhang Yiyi didn't even ask where he went, as if whether he left or not was irrelevant to her."

Qin Luo looked into Xiao Yu's eyes and asked in return.

"Do you think a couple who truly love each other and are about to get married would be so indifferent to each other? Would they not even ask each other the most basic question when the other leaves early?"

With Qin Luo's clear and logical explanation, Xiaoyu suddenly remembered! Yes! Throughout the entire dinner, Yang Xiaobin was like a ghost!
At the time, she thought it might be because he was introverted and not good at socializing, and that he couldn't relax in a setting full of Yiyi's friends.

Looking back now, that silence and aloofness weren't introversion at all, but rather indifference and detachment! And Yiyi really did seem... completely indifferent to his departure!
"But... but if there's no love, why get married?"

Xiaoyu felt her mind was in complete chaos, and immense confusion overwhelmed her anger.

She immediately took out her phone and dialed Zhang Yiyi's number.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. As soon as it was connected, the deafeningly loud music almost shattered Xiaoyu's eardrums! The drumbeats were intense, and the voices were noisy; it was clearly a bustling nightclub.

"Hello? Who is it?"

Zhang Yiyi's voice came through, clearly slurred and muffled by the noisy background.

"Yiyi! It's me, Xiaoyu!"

Xiaoyu shouted loudly into the microphone.

Where are you now? I have something very important to ask you!

"Oh...it's Xiaoyu..." Zhang Yiyi's voice was intermittent, as if she were somewhat delirious.

"What...you can't sleep either?...I'm...I'm at the Grand Court Bar...hehe...but...it's too noisy here...not suitable for a good girl like you...uh..." Before she could finish speaking, a violent vomiting sound came from the other end of the phone!
"Yiyi! Yiyi, what's wrong?! Did you throw up? Yiyi! Say something!"

Xiaoyu's heart jumped into her throat, and she shouted anxiously.

However, all that could be heard on the other end of the phone was even louder music and indistinct voices, and then...

With a "beep," the phone was hung up!

"Yiyi! Yiyi!"

Xiaoyu called out to the busy signal phone a few more times and quickly redialed.

However, after dialing several times, the message "The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later" was displayed.

"Oh no! Yiyi is at the Grand Court Bar! She must have drunk a lot, and we can't get through to her on the phone!"

Xiaoyu put down her phone and looked at Qin Luo with a worried expression.

"I'm a little worried about her; she's there alone and drunk..."

Qin Luo's expression also turned serious.

He knew all too well that bars were places where all sorts of people mingled. What would happen if a young, beautiful girl, completely drunk, were there alone? The consequences would be unimaginable!

"Then go and have a look."

Qin Luo made a decisive decision.

"Ok!"

Xiaoyu nodded vigorously. If she were alone, she really wouldn't dare go to that kind of chaotic entertainment venue by herself.

But with Qin Luo by her side, she felt much more at ease.

The two quickly returned to the pink MINI that Xiaoyu had parked by the roadside.

Xiaoyu set the navigation to "Haoting Bar", and the system planned the shortest route.

However, the car was forced to stop shortly after it drove onto a large circular overpass.

The traffic ahead stretched like a frozen red dragon, seemingly endless. The blaring of horns rose and fell, yet could not budge it an inch.

(End of this chapter)