Power and Wealth

"Ten minutes later.

Inside the private room, there was a foul smell.

Dong Xuebing was still somewhat restrained when he vomited. At least he found a plate, but Fang Wenping vomited all over the floor and herself, which was disgusting. Although Dong Xuebing had drunk too much, he felt he was better than Fang Wenping. He couldn't help but glance at her on the sofa and sarcastically said, 'You can still drink; go ahead, huh? You can drink until you vomit like this and still challenge me, Dong Xuebing, without even knowing who I am.'

Fang Wenping only said one sentence, 'Get lost.'

Dong Xuebing snorted, 'You clean up yourself. I'm leaving.'

'Hurry up and leave,' Fang Wenping sighed and wiped her mouth with a napkin.

Dong Xuebing couldn't be bothered to deal with her anymore. He stumbled to support himself, collected his belongings, went out, and called the waiter to settle the bill.

'Are you okay?' the waiter asked uncertainly.

'I'm fine,' Dong Xuebing said, 'What could be wrong?'

'Forget about her,' Dong Xuebing said, dismissing the waiter. He glanced at the mess Fang Wenping had vomited on him. Feeling nauseated, he couldn't help but return to the private room and grab some napkins to wipe his clothes. Though he couldn't clean them completely, they were better than before. He could only wash his clothes again at home.

'I'm leaving.'

'...'

Do you want me to get someone to take you home?'

'...'

After saying two sentences, no one responded.

Dong Xuebing couldn't help but look back and saw Fang Wenping still slumped on the sofa, covering her mouth, looking very uncomfortable and unable to speak. Seeing this, Dong Xuebing clicked his tongue. Looking at her like this, she probably wasn't clear-headed either. Realizing he probably couldn't leave her like this, Dong Xuebing reluctantly took out his phone and called Xie Ran, but it was turned off; then he called Fang Shuiling, who also turned off.

Sigh...

These two troublemakers.

Are they trying to get me into trouble?

Dong Xuebing was so angry that he turned to leave but stopped at the door. Despite not liking Fang Wenping, she was still a woman, after all, and quite a beautiful one. Now, he was quite drunk, and his mind wasn't clear. Despite his rough appearance when arguing with her, fundamentally, he was a person with dignity and manners. After hesitating for a while, Dong Xuebing slapped himself hard on the forehead and reluctantly went back, using napkins to wipe the vomit off her skirt and sweater. Then he patted her back, supporting her by the arm, helping her up from the sofa.

'What are you doing?' Fang Wenping said harshly.

Dong Xuebing said, 'What do you mean, I'm sending you home.'

'I don't need you to. Get lost,' Fang Wenping cursed.

Dong Xuebing burped. 'Even in this state, you're still stubborn.'

With that, Dong Xuebing didn't care whether she agreed or not. He just lifted her by the arm and walked out. Fang Wenping was limp all over, basically leaning on Dong Xuebing. Her dirty sweater was also pressed against him, and her ample bosom underneath was no exception, squeezing against Dong Xuebing's arm with each breath, making him tremble a little. He took a deep breath, glanced at her chest, and quickly suppressed his thoughts. He took her to the elevator, dragging her outside the KTV.

'Where's your car?' Dong Xuebing asked.

Fang Wenping panted with her head down, 'I didn't drive.'

'Hey, why didn't you drive?' Dong Xuebing frowned.

'Obviously, Xiao Ling picked me up.' Even though Fang Wenping was drunk, her voice still carried a hint of arrogance, quite irritating.

Dong Xuebing didn't drive either. He came in Xie Ran's car. So, he just staggered onto the street and hailed a taxi.

One...

Two...

Three...

Perhaps seeing that the two were drunk, none of the cars stopped."

At last, a taxi stopped in front of them.

Dong Xuebing was afraid the driver would leave, so he immediately opened the door and shoved Fang Wenping in. Then he sat in the backseat, his head pounding.

'Where to?' the driver asked.

Yeah, where to? Dong Xuebing certainly didn't know Fang Wenping's home, and Fang Shuiling didn't have her phone on. He didn't know where to send Fang Wenping. After a moment of thought, Dong Xuebing finally gritted his teeth and said, 'Go to a hotel, the nearest one.'

A few minutes later.

The taxi stopped in front of a hotel.

Dong Xuebing paid and got out, supporting Fang Wenping as they both got out. A gust of wind blew on their faces, making him feel unsteady on his feet, too. They stood there for a while before Dong Xuebing finally pulled Fang Wenping and walked in.

At the front desk.

Dong Xuebing leaned on the table, 'A room.'

The female staff member looked at him and said, 'Please show your ID.'

'I'm not staying, only she is,' Dong Xuebing tilted his head, 'Your ID.'

Fang Wenping leaned weakly on Dong Xuebing, 'Didn't bring it.'

'Hey, how can you go out without your ID?' Dong Xuebing grabbed her bag and rummaged through it. There were sanitary pads, keys, and a wallet, but after searching for a while, he couldn't find her ID. Dong Xuebing hit his forehead with his hand and said to the staff, 'Then use my ID.'

The staff blinked, 'That's not possible. If two people stay together, they need to show their IDs together. If this lady stays alone, we still need her ID.'

Dong Xuebing said, 'Can't you be more flexible? She's drunk, and I have nowhere to go either. Just use my ID to open a room for her. I'll throw her in and leave.'

The staff shook her head, 'That's not possible.'

Dong Xuebing was annoyed, 'I'm telling you, can't you be more flexible?'

After arguing with the front desk, they didn't get a room.

Dong Xuebing was fed up. Seeing so many people watching them, he just carried Fang Wenping out. It was late at night. Where could they go?

He could manage himself, but what about this Miss Fang?

He couldn't just leave her on the street.

As they walked out, the taxi that had brought them was still parked at the hotel entrance, probably waiting for another fare.

Dong Xuebing glanced at it and dragged Fang Wenping back.

The driver smiled at him, 'Where to, young man?'

They couldn't stay at the hotel without an ID, and Dong Xuebing didn't know where Fang Wenping lived. Fang Shuiling and the others didn't answer their phones. Damn, what a mess.

At this moment, Fang Wenping was like a limp fish, lying on the back seat of the taxi, asleep.

Dong Xuebing was both angry and frustrated. He regretted drinking with her, causing so much trouble, and having to clean up after her.

Forget it.

He didn't care anymore.

Dong Xuebing said, 'Go to Houhai.'

He decided to take Fang Wenping back to his place.

After thinking about it, Dong Xuebing had only one place to go.

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