I run a hotel in Huangshan

Chapter 62: Young, pitiful and helpless
Zhou Chenyu didn't hesitate at all. He supported himself on the sofa and tried to get up, but he found that his whole body was weak. He tried several times but couldn't stand up.

He smiled bitterly, pulled off his tie to make himself more comfortable, and looked at Han Qingyue quietly.

He was a little dazed. Was this really her? In his home, taking care of him, busying himself for him. At this moment, he felt that this gaze was a luxury.

A few minutes later, Han Qingyue came over to sit next to him with a cup, blew on the water in the cup, and handed it to him, "Drink it, it's not hot anymore!"

Zhou Chenyu looked at her straight in the eyes, showing no intention of taking the water cup. Han Qingyue mistakenly thought that he was too drunk to drink and needed someone to feed him.

She didn't say much, just knelt on the sofa, put her hand behind his back, and handed the cup to his mouth.

Zhou Chenyu took a sip of water and looked at her timidly. He really doubted that this was true. She actually fed him water with her own hands. It was so rare.

"Drink some more. Your stomach must be upset after drinking so much."

Her instructions suddenly came to his ears. The gentle voice made Zhou Chenyu reach out his hand, hold the cup, and drink the whole glass of water.

"I'd better go buy some honey and make you some honey water. You look quite drunk!" Thinking of the small supermarket in the villa area when she came in, Han Qingyue pushed the door and went out.

Zhou Chenyu raised his eyes again and saw that the living room was empty. His heart suddenly trembled and a feeling of unease quickly came over him.

"Qingyue!" Zhou Chenyu called out, but there was no response.

"Qingyue?" He called softly, but there was still no response.

Zhou Chenyu was completely panicked. As he walked, he shouted, "Qingyue... Qingyue, where have you been? Come out now!"

He suppressed his discomfort and searched every room upstairs and downstairs, but she was nowhere to be found. He blamed himself. Was she gone? Did his drunken appearance make her angry?
A deep sense of loneliness and guilt overwhelmed him, and he slumped down on the sofa again, feeling drowsy.

After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang, "Ding Dong! Ding Dong!"

Zhou Chenyu's nerves tensed up instantly, and he staggered towards the door without any hesitation. There was only one thought in his mind, that is - Han Qingyue is back!
He opened the door with anticipation, and Han Qingyue walked past him.

Zhou Chenyu discovered that she had an extra bottle of something in her hand, which looked like honey.

She went into the kitchen and came out after a while with a glass of honey water. She put it on the table and said sternly, "Drink this, then go to bed. I'm going home."

Zhou Chenyu was inexplicably delighted. It turned out that she had gone out to buy this. Honey water can help sober up and warm the stomach. It seemed that she cared about him very much.

He walked over obediently, held the cup in his hand, and drank slowly. He was afraid that Han Qingyue would leave after he finished drinking it.

Seeing him like this, Han Qingyue felt a little worried and thought of asking his assistant Xiao Zhang to take care of him.

"Brother Chenyu, give me your phone!"

"What? You want to check my phone? What, you want to be my girlfriend? Only my girlfriend can look at my phone!" Zhou Chenyu is completely different when he is drunk and when he is sober, he is very shameless.

"Stop being so conceited! Give me your phone!" Han Qingyue ordered.

Under pressure from her, Zhou Chenyu unlocked his phone and handed it over.

Han Qingyue fiddled with it for a while, found his assistant's phone number, and dialed it.

The phone was connected quickly. There was some noise on the other end of the phone. Xiao Zhang seemed to be eating.

"Xiao Zhang, I'm Han Qingyue. Your boss is drunk. Please come to his house and take care of him."

Hearing Han Qingyue's name, Xiao Zhang deliberately checked his phone screen and confirmed that the number belonged to his boss. He was immediately delighted. Han Qingyue and his boss were together at this time. Could there be something going on between them?
But after thinking about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong. If the two of them were in a relationship, would they still need him to take care of them?

Surprised, he stuttered a little: "Okay... Mr. Han... I'll be right there."

After receiving Xiao Zhang's affirmative answer, Han Qingyue handed the phone to Zhou Chenyu and turned to leave. Zhou Chenyu, immersed in happiness, had not yet faded the smile on his lips. His face changed, and his voice became cold, "Qingyue, where are you going?"

Without looking back, she took out her shoes from the shoe cabinet and said as she changed, "Let's go home. I'll let Xiao Zhang take care of it!"

However, before she changed her shoes, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew over her head, and then her arm felt tight and was grabbed by Zhou Chenyu.

"Qingyue, don't go. Stay a little longer, just a little longer." Then came his pleading voice, like a child begging his mother to buy him his favorite toy.

At this moment, he is like a child, young, pitiful and helpless.

"Man, I really shouldn't have sent you back." Han Qingyue complained while struggling hard, but the drunk man was very strong.

Seeing that Han Qingyue seemed angry, he let go of her and explained pitifully: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious. I meant it's a little late. Wait until Xiao Zhang comes and ask him to take you there."

Han Qingyue looked out the window. It was already dark. She hesitated slightly and did not go out.

After drinking the honey water, Zhou Chenyu was somewhat sober, but still felt dizzy. He turned on the TV and handed the remote control to Han Qingyue.

Han Qingyue was slightly stunned, took the remote control, and sat on the sofa farther away from him.

Beijing TV was rebroadcasting the TV series "I Run a Hotel in Huangshan" starring Peng Ruilin. Han Qingyue was watching TV while Zhou Chenyu was half lying on the sofa, looking at her quietly.

He lingered in this relaxed and comfortable state, as if they were an ordinary couple enjoying a leisurely world of two.

"A-choo——" Perhaps it was a little cold in the room, Han Qingyue sneezed.

"Go find some clothes. The cloakroom is just in front, turn left." Zhou Chenyu said considerately.

Han Qingyue rubbed her nose and indeed felt a little uncomfortable. She stood up and walked to the cloakroom, and found that one area was full of women's clothing, and they were all new, without even the tags removed.

She smiled, casually tapped a few of the tags, and chuckled, "It seems there's a woman around her."

In an instant, she felt much less guilty towards Zhou Chenyu. He expressed his love to her while being with another woman. Isn't this behavior a bit despicable?

She casually grabbed a coat and returned to the living room, only to find Zhou Chenyu with his eyes closed, seemingly asleep. Under the light, his handsome profile was like a sculpture, breathtakingly perfect.

She went back to the cloakroom, found a coat to cover him, and then continued to sit on the sofa watching TV.

In this way, the two of them lived in peace until the doorbell rang. She went to open the door and it was Xiao Zhang.

Zhou Chenyu was awakened by the doorbell and got up and walked over.

"It's too late, you should send President Han home first! I'm fine, and she doesn't need to come over after you send her home." Zhou Chenyu said as soon as he saw the assistant.

Han Qingyue instantly understood why he didn't stop her from asking Xiao Zhang to take care of him. It turned out that he wanted Xiao Zhang to take her home.

"Are you sure everything is okay, Mr. Zhou?" Xiao Zhang was a little worried.

Zhou Chenyu nodded firmly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Han Qingyue looked back at Zhou Chenyu and told him to go to bed early. Then she hung her coat on the hanger in the entrance hall, changed her shoes, and walked out with Xiao Zhang.

"Qingyue, put on your coat. It's originally yours." Zhou Chenyu suddenly said.

"Mine?" Han Qingyue didn't understand what he meant.

(End of this chapter)