Shi Xinxin, who had been walking with such swagger, now found herself burdened with a dead weight.
"Sheng Chenjin, let go of me."
Shi Xinxin prepared to wrench herself free, only to discover how tightly Sheng, the dog, was clinging to her. She couldn't break his grip.
Looking at his completely glazed-over eyes, Shi Xinxin pressed her forehead.
"Let go." Shi Xinxin walked to the car. She hadn't been drinking and could drive. She planned to shove Sheng Chenjin into the back seat.
It would be better once he fell asleep.
"I won't." Sheng Chenjin was thoroughly drunk.
She had no idea what he was thinking, his eyes fixed on their clasped hands.
"I need to drive, or how will I get you home?"
Shi Xinxin felt that Sheng Chenjin was acting like a child at this moment, and her tone of voice unconsciously softened with a coaxing quality.
"Not take me home, we're going home together." Sheng Chenjin looked up now, his expression fiercely corrective.
"Alright, alright, home together."
"Can you let go now?"
Only then did Sheng Chenjin reluctantly release Shi Xinxin's hand, his face looking as wronged as could be.
Shi Xinxin opened the rear door.
"No, I want to sit in the passenger seat."
He slammed the door shut and, pulling open the passenger door, climbed in.
Shi Xinxin's expression turned into a dark line. Sheng Chenjin had become stupid when drunk, and even more of a pest.
Suppressing the urge to hit him, Shi Xinxin got into the driver's seat.
She turned her head and saw Sheng Chenjin struggling with the seatbelt, unable to get it out.
"If you keep pulling, you'll break the seatbelt, and you'll have to sit in the back."
Shi Xinxin threatened him, wincing inwardly at his rough handling.
"Then what about me? The seatbelt won't come out on its own, and I'd rather die than sit in the back."
Sheng Chenjin's voice was low, as if he were about to fall asleep.
Shi Xinxin sighed and leaned over, untangling the seatbelt that had gotten twisted around his head. Her arms weren't long enough, so she had to stand up a little.
Her entire face was inches from Sheng Chenjin's. She didn't have the presence of mind to notice that the seatbelt had already been loosened by Sheng Chenjin and needed to be unwound several times.
Her limbs were a little cramped.
Unexpectedly, Sheng Chenjin, who had seemed drowsy moments before, was now staring intently at Shi Xinxin's fair neck and her naturally beautiful, unadorned face.
"Xinxin."
Sheng Chenjin spoke softly, his voice like a feather tickling Shi Xinxin.
"Speak properly."
Shi Xinxin felt a momentary shiver.
"Who is Mills?" Sheng Chenjin began to question.
"My assistant."
"Do you have anything with him?" Sheng Chenjin sounded like he was catching someone in the act. Shi Xinxin subconsciously thought this and immediately shook her head.
She shook away the strange thoughts swirling in her mind.
"Nothing. He works for me, and I pay him."
"Then what about Yan Hao?" Sheng Chenjin nodded and continued his interrogation.
"He's my senior fellow apprentice. We gather herbs and live together, that's all."
Shi Xinxin was indifferent. What was this man thinking about?
"Then who is this 'A Yu' you keep calling out?"
Sheng Chenjin's question was now fierce.
"He's my brother who was lost years ago."
Even Shi Xinxin found it strange and amusing as she said it herself.
"Blood-related?" Sheng Chenjin was like an emotional inquiry machine.
"No, just my brother. He'll always be my brother."
Shi Xinxin was losing her patience.
"Alright." Sheng Chenjin seemed satisfied, appearing quite docile at this moment.
Shi Xinxin fastened Sheng Chenjin's seatbelt and returned to the driver's seat.
"Sheng Chenjin, you're actually quite well-behaved when you're drunk. Quite... cute. Not like your usual aloof, unapproachable demeanor."
Shi Xinxin sighed and said it quietly, feeling a bit embarrassed even as she spoke.
Sheng Chenjin, sitting in the passenger seat, his eyes flickered slightly.
He pretended not to have heard.
"Then what about me?" he yawned, his eyes teary.
"What about you?" Shi Xinxin was baffled.
"They have nothing to do with you, so what am I to you?"
Sheng Chenjin leaned closer, a hint of mischief in his tone, wanting to hear every word clearly.
"Then we have even less to do with each other."
Shi Xinxin shrugged. He shouldn't be thinking about gaining status through his child.
After all, Sheng Chenjin was still drunk.
What could he possibly know?
"Why do we have nothing to do with each other?" Sheng Chenjin frowned, very displeased.
"Don't you like me? I like you so much," Sheng Chenjin mumbled, pouting, clearly not thinking they had nothing to do with each other.
"It's your business if you like me, what does it have to do with me?"
Hearing Sheng Chenjin's words, Shi Xinxin's heart skipped a beat for a moment, but she quickly clarified the inappropriateness of Sheng Chenjin's statement.
Sheng Chenjin was very angry now.
He reached out and turned Shi Xinxin's face, then swiftly kissed her on the lips.
Shi Xinxin was stunned, her body stiffening.
Seeing Shi Xinxin's lack of reaction, he seemed surprised and a little unsatisfied, and was about to lean in for another kiss.
"Wait, are you being a hooligan, Sheng Chenjin!" Shi Xinxin reacted, immediately covering her mouth and swatting away Sheng Chenjin's hand with her other.
The air was filled with the intoxicating scent of alcohol.
She looked at Sheng Chenjin's bright eyes, staring straight at her. Honestly, for a moment, her heart fluttered.
But in the next instant, Shi Xinxin gave a self-deprecating laugh, the temperature on her face rising rapidly. She felt the car was exceptionally stuffy and rolled down the window, looking outside.
Breathing in the fresh air, Shi Xinxin felt her reason returning. It wasn't her fault, it was all Sheng Chenjin's fault for being so... tempting.
Bah, no, she considered herself to have excellent willpower for managing to hold back as she did.
The moment Sheng Chenjin heard Shi Xinxin distance herself from him, his consciousness had already begun to return.
As a result, his actions were instinctive, but he was acutely aware of the bold thing he had done.
He savored the softness and sweetness on his lips, licked them, and still felt a sense of lingering desire.
"Xinxin, let's go home, I'm so sleepy."
Saying this, he unskillfully took Shi Xinxin's hand, interlaced their fingers, leaned back in the passenger seat, and closed his eyes, looking as if he had already fallen asleep.
"Sheng Chenjin, don't pretend to be asleep. I know you're not. Let go of my hand, I need to drive. Tell me, where are you going?"
Sheng Chenjin was not embarrassed even when exposed.
He released Shi Xinxin's hand.
"I want to go to your place."
"I want you to cook for me, I'm so hungry."
Shi Xinxin didn't agree to anything, and drove directly towards Sheng Jing Garden.
Shi Xinxin felt the person beside her nodding like a pecking chicken and trying hard not to fall asleep. She curved her lips into a smile.
So stupid.
Even the great President Sheng could be so foolish. However, even in his drunken state, he hadn't done anything earth-shattering, or she would have definitely taken a picture of him.
The Rolls-Royce smoothly stopped in the underground parking lot.