Spring Night Kiss.

The bar was dimly lit, and the band changed to a slower song.

Shen Lingyi and Lu Yanbai got along quite well, chatting about everything from the bar's decor to the latest happenings in the industry, their laughter ringing out.

"What does Miss Shen do for a living?" Lu Yanbai asked.

"Just call me Lingyi." Shen Lingyi rested her chin on her hand, her eyes sparkling. "I opened my own studio and do jewelry design."

Lu Yanbai raised an eyebrow: "No wonder. Did you make that necklace yourself?"

Shen Lingyi lowered her head and touched the thin collarbone chain on her collarbone, her smile widening: "Yes."

She turned her head to look at Song Qingjia: "The one Qingjia is wearing was also designed by me. She looks best in jewelry."

Song Qingjia: "It's mainly because your design is good."

Shen Lingyi couldn't help but feel a little smug after being praised, and gave a haughty hum.

Xu Zhouye looked down at the woman's neck beside him and reached out to stroke it: "It really suits you."

It sounds like he has a great deal of expertise in jewelry.

Lu Yanbai couldn't sit still any longer and couldn't help but expose him: "Old Xu, you know about jewelry?"

Xu Zhouye raised an eyebrow: "How come I don't understand?"

"You can't even tell the difference between diamonds and cubic zirconia, yet you know anything about jewelry?" Lu Yanbai added bluntly.

Shen Lingyi chuckled, then realized her mockery was too obvious, and took a sip of wine to cover it up.

The person being teased remained remarkably calm: "You'll understand later."

Lu Yanbai: "You're really shameless."

He turned to Shen Lingyi and said, "You can design a piece of jewelry for me later, I'll give it as a gift."

"Sure, let's add each other on WeChat."

Shen Lingyi got the WeChat as she wished, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly before she quickly withdrew them, so quickly that almost no one noticed.

Except for Song Qingjia.

The two have been best friends for years, and she can tell what the other is thinking with just a glance.

Shen Lingyi quickly raised her glass, shouting, "I'm not saying anything more, let's drink!"

She drank quite a bit, and after a few rounds, she gradually became quieter. She propped her head up with her hand, her eyelids slowly drooping, like a sleepy cat. After a while, she simply slumped onto the table.

Song Qingjia reached out and brushed her hair aside: "Lingyi? Shen Lingyi?"

She didn't move.

Song Qingjia leaned closer and called out again in a low voice.

Shen Lingyi's shoulder twitched slightly. She secretly opened one eye from an angle where no one could see her, blinked quickly at her, and then closed it again.

Song Qingjia: "..."

really.

She found it amusing, straightened up, and said helplessly, "She's drunk, let's call it a day." As she spoke, she reached out to help her up.

But a girl pretending to be drunk isn't so easy to help; even if she's strong, it's still difficult for her to do it alone.

Seeing this, Lu Yanbai reached out and took the person from him, saying, "Let me do it."

The young girl seemed to carry a fragrance; when she leaned into his arms, a sweet aroma wafted towards him. However, he was extremely drunk, as if he had no bones, and swayed unsteadily.

He had no choice but to pick the person up horizontally and carry them in his arms.

Seeing Shen Lingyi's lips curving into a smile, Song Qingjia said apologetically, "Thank you for your trouble."

Xu Zhouye snorted; she was much nicer to others.

"He couldn't be happier." The tone was sarcastic.

Lu Yanbai's lips twitched, but he ignored him and said to Song Qingjia, "Send me her home address, and I'll take her home."

Song Qingjia inwardly admired his tact, but outwardly maintained a polite demeanor: "Wouldn't this be a bit too much trouble for you?"

"It's no trouble at all."

The response was from Xu Zhouye.

Song Qingjia pinched his waist in an annoyed manner.

"It's alright, I'll take her," Lu Yanbai said with a smile. "I won't disturb your time together."

Song Qingjia: "..."

The saying "birds of a feather flock together" holds true; Xu Zhouye, with his outrageously flamboyant personality, is sure to be surrounded by equally flamboyant brothers.

She pretended not to hear and told him Shen Lingyi's address. Coincidentally, the two lived in the same neighborhood, and even lived in apartments above and below each other.

Fate is truly a wonderful thing.

Lu Yanbai said goodbye and left first, carrying the person in his arms.

As she passed Song Qingjia, the "drunk" girl secretly opened one eye and gave a thumbs-up.

Now it was Song Qingjia's turn to have her lips twitch.

Watching their figures disappear through the doorway, she picked up her bag from the sofa, turned around, and said, "Let's go."

Xu Zhouye stood up, hands in his pockets: "Miss Song, are you suggesting I take you home?"

Song Qingjia glanced at him with disdain.

"Yes, yes, yes, I asked you to give me a ride, will you or not?"

"Then I shall respectfully comply."

-

Both of them had been drinking and couldn't drive.

Xu Zhouye had called his family driver in advance, and the driver was already waiting at the bar entrance.

However, when Uncle Li, the driver, went out, he ran into Jiang Yunsheng.

"lady."

"Going out?"

Uncle Li smiled and nodded: "It was the young master who called and asked me to pick him up."

Jiang Yunsheng said "Oh," and continued walking inside, carrying the blue-and-white porcelain. After taking a couple of steps, she stopped and turned back: "You said Zhou Ye sent you to pick him up?"

"Yes, madam."

Jiang Yunsheng raised an eyebrow: "There's definitely a girl with him. Take a good look for me."

Uncle Li was completely confused.

Jiang Yunsheng coughed lightly and continued, "Don't be nervous, just take a look around."

She thought about it all night and realized that her son's words made sense. They weren't married yet, so it didn't matter if he stole it or not.

After figuring it out, I felt less depressed and even a little excited. After all, the brat had only been interested in his car before, and even boasted that he wanted to spend his whole life with it.

Now, her daughter-in-law might transform from a car into a living, breathing woman, and she could wake up laughing in her dreams.

Uncle Li ended up at the bar entrance inexplicably.

A night breeze carrying the scent of unknown flowers blew in, and through the car window, he saw his young master walking out side by side with a woman.

He immediately got out of the car and opened the back door for the two of them.

At his wife's instruction, he secretly glanced at the young woman. She had fair skin, beautiful features, and was truly stunning. The two of them stood together, a perfect match.

Perhaps his gaze lingered for a while, because Song Qingjia noticed, turned her head to look at him, and nodded politely.

Uncle Li gave an awkward laugh and looked away.

Back in the driver's seat, he finally asked, "Young Master, where to?"

Xu Zhouye didn't speak, but looked at Song Qingjia.

Song Qingjia looked over as well, her dark eyes glistening with tears, shining unusually bright even in the night. She asked, "Is it convenient for you there?"

After he finished speaking, the car fell silent for a moment.

Xu Zhouye looked at her for a long while, then a slow smile appeared on his lips. "Of course." He paused, then deliberately asked, "But are you sure you want to come to my place?"

"You don't want me to go?"

Xu Zhouye's smile deepened, but he didn't answer her directly. Instead, he said to Uncle Li, "Go to Xishan No. 1 Courtyard."

He has a house there.

He lives alone.