Even back at university, he had known Lin Huaiqing was restless. But after only a few years apart, had he really started doing this with someone in a restroom?!
Anger surged through Qin Fan. Through gritted teeth, he called, “Lin Huaiqing?”
Before Lin Huaiqing could answer from the neighboring stall, Qin Fan kicked the other stall door hard.
The couple inside fell instantly silent in fright. Lin Huaiqing jumped in the stall beside them too.
Great. All that handwashing had been for nothing.
Still, compared with the fellow next door, he was lucky. That man would surely be frightened into developing some sort of problem.
“Lin Huaiqing! Get the fuck out here! You really don’t care how filthy this is…”
Lin Huaiqing hurriedly zipped up and emerged before the unfortunate couple could be scared to death by this sudden lunatic.
“Second Young Master Qin. After all these years, is this your welcome-back gift?”
He had assumed the visitor was the protagonist, Qin Feng. Instead, the man outside was Qin Feng’s younger brother—Qin Fan.
Surprise flashed across Qin Fan’s face. He had clearly mistaken the person involved, assuming Lin Huaiqing was the one having sex with a woman in the restroom.
Who would have thought he really had just come to use the toilet?
“You…”
“Let’s go outside. This isn’t the place to talk.”
By unspoken agreement, neither mentioned the embarrassing incident afterward.
Someone volunteered a new topic to ease the awkward atmosphere.
“Mr. Qin, if I remember correctly, you attended Z University? That means you and Young Master Lin went to the same school!”
“That’s right. I graduated from Z University. Young Master Lin and I are alumni. After all these years, he’s as impressive as ever!”
Not to be outdone, Lin Huaiqing swirled his wine, straightened up, and clinked glasses with Qin Fan before draining the remainder.
“You flatter me, Mr. Qin. How could my ordinary looks compare with your appeal back then? Otherwise, Z University’s campus beauty wouldn’t have thrown herself into your arms without a second thought. Did your wife return with you?”
In the dim light, Qin Fan’s gaze involuntarily settled on the waist faintly outlined beneath Lin Huaiqing’s black shirt.
Especially when he had just raised his glass. There was no denying it: even after years apart, Qin Fan remained drawn to this man.
“I’m not married.”
A trace of displeasure colored his low voice.
“Then when are you and Yuting planning to get married?”
“We broke up ages ago.”
“…”
Lin Huaiqing nearly ground his teeth to pieces.
That was the girl he had pursued for three months, his unattainable ideal. She had brightened his life for barely three days before Qin Fan stole her away.
Stealing her was bad enough. He hadn’t even cherished her!
As far as Lin Huaiqing was concerned, neither brother was any good. The elder always had to outdo him, and the younger stole his girlfriend. Each was more infuriating than the other!
Never mind that his mission was to make trouble for the protagonist. He would do it even if the system didn’t pay him.
He hated people like this! All fine appearances and rot beneath!
Without thinking, Lin Huaiqing had insulted himself as well.
After all, his current identity was the very definition of a rich family’s foolish son.
Everything he wore and used came from luxury brands he had never known about. Even the exclusive clubs he visited were places he would never have dared dream of entering.
After several rounds of drinks, few people remained at the table.
Some had taken women they liked into private rooms. Others were drunkenly escorted home by their drivers.
Lin Huaiqing looked around. Almost everyone was gone except Qin Fan, who had barely drunk. Though intoxicated himself, Lin Huaiqing had not forgotten his duty to annoy him and put him in his place!
Qin Feng and Qin Fan were brothers anyway. Offending either would embarrass the Qin family!
Earlier, he had held back because outsiders were present. Now the two of them were conveniently the only ones still conscious.
He rose unsteadily, sat beside Qin Fan, and leaned close to his ear.
“Qin Fan! Don’t think… I don’t know what you two Qin brothers are planning! You came back to snatch that lucrative Lovers’ Island resort project from my family, didn’t you?”
The drunken words, warm with alcohol, reddened Qin Fan’s ear. Intrigued, he raised an eyebrow.
“And?”
“I’m telling you, it won’t happen! One day, I, Lin Huaiqing, will trample you and that annoying brother of yours underfoot! Urgh…”
His schoolboy declaration of war ended with him vomiting all over the floor.
Seriously… The wine tasted good, but it was far too strong! Who had invented this stuff?
Lin Huaiqing smacked his lips, deciding that little provocation was not enough.
Finished vomiting. Time to continue!
He staggered forward and grabbed Qin Fan by the collar.
Since he had come to offend him anyway, he might as well settle old scores along with the new ones!
“And you… Give me back the campus beauty! I chased her for three months! Why… why did she leave with you the moment you crooked your finger? I’m not done with you, Qin!”
Already unsteady from drink, Lin Huaiqing saw Qin Fan swaying before him. He lost his balance and fell straight into his arms.
Qin Fan was not angry at the stream of accusations.
On the contrary, he was almost enjoying it.
Still clutching his collar, Lin Huaiqing had landed on his lap. Qin Fan held his waist with one hand.
Despite the intimate position, he could not bring himself to push away the drunk trying to throw his weight around.
“Lin Huaiqing, you’re drunk.”
With the beautiful man in his arms, Qin Fan was nearly going mad with restraint. Yet he still had to pretend to be utterly indifferent.
Equally drunk, Yu Wenle had just lifted his head from the table and wiped his face.
He was astonished to find his friend in the second Qin son’s arms. Seeing that Qin Fan intended to take him away sobered him halfway.
“Mr. Qin, I have the Lin family driver’s number. I’ll call—”
“No need. I brought my driver. I’ll take him home myself.”
Before Yu Wenle could say anything else, Qin Fan carried the thoroughly intoxicated Lin Huaiqing out of the venue.
A pristine white Rolls-Royce Ghost in a classic design had been waiting outside for some time.
The driver’s eyes widened at the sight of his young master carrying a man out. Nevertheless, he had the sense to open the rear door.
Qin Fan tried to put Lin Huaiqing in the back seat. Somehow, the drunk found the strength to cling fiercely to the car door.
He refused to get in.
“Don’t touch me! Especially you! Don’t think being drunk means you can do whatever you want to me! Qin Fan! Why are you still pretending?”
“Get in the car first!”
Though it was past midnight, people were still coming and going outside the club. Quite a few had begun looking over.
Qin Fan forced Lin Huaiqing into the car and climbed into the back seat after him. Unexpectedly, Lin Huaiqing craned his neck and shouted.
“Somebody! Hel—”
“Stop shouting!”
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