My Terrible Life in Those Years

I turned around and took a closer look at her.

It's rare to see such a rosy complexion on my face today.

"Have you already had a drink?"

Twenty cups? I don't believe it. Even if she really is a wine goddess, it's impossible for her not to get dizzy at all. Look at her now, she's not as sober as she used to be when she talks to me.

He actually asked me if Xu Ting had a crush on me? Are you kidding me?

Do you think I don't know what kind of person I am? I'm not some handsome man like Pan An, nor am I some young master or nobleman. I don't have any special aura. What the hell is it that you said you liked me on the first meeting?

Aunt Shu suddenly leaned her head against my shoulder.

The familiar aroma wafted over, and I felt a tingling sensation all over my body.

I quickly straightened my body and stopped swaying. If she accidentally tilted me, I would have no recourse.

Then, with a slightly nasal tone, she said, "You've already had some? It was only twenty cups, what do you think?"

Actually, I still had a bit of a fever and felt nauseous, but since she was next to me, I had to hold it in.

Since she said that, then she really must have had a bit too much to drink.

It was because I drank too much first and said those few extra words that she actually got drunk.

I felt a pang of pity, and also a sense of guilt.

I wanted to free my left hand, go around her, and put my arm around her so she would be more comfortable leaning against me.

But I dare not.

Damn it, I'm the kind of guy who always brags like crazy in front of women, but I suddenly chickened out in front of her?

"I'm so sorry, Mr. Shu. If I hadn't been a bit drunk and said those things, given your alcohol tolerance, you definitely wouldn't have gotten so drunk!"

I sincerely apologize.

"An apology? What's the point of an apology? If apologies were useful, what would be the point of laws?"

Men, ha, you men, do you think that as long as you do something wrong, you can just apologize and everything will be fine?

"Then, what about us women? Tell me, what should we do?"

I broke out in a cold sweat.

A chill ran down my spine. This is President Shu? Judging from the tone, it seems like he's talking about more than just tonight's events.

I immediately thought of what happened between her and her husband before. Could it be that her husband has gotten into some trouble again?

Didn't they say they were going through the formalities?

What other trouble could possibly arise?

My scalp tingled, and I desperately tried to think of what I should say.

This is the first time I've ever encountered something like this.

I was just thinking about what to say when her upper body suddenly tilted to one side, and before I could react, she fell onto my lap.

I quickly and gently held her shoulders with both hands to prevent her from slipping and falling.

As she murmured to herself, I slowly felt my pants getting a little wet.

I... she threw up, and she was drooling in the process.

I dared not move, dared not ask, and dared not speak.

All sorts of thoughts were racing through my mind.

That agonizing half hour!

……

The driver finally parked the car in her designated parking space.

"We're here, handsome! Please pay the bill, it'll be fifty in total!"

Although the driver got out of the car, his eyes kept looking at the spot where Aunt Shu was pressing down on me, and at that position.

I could see the weariness in his eyes.

"Mr. Shu? Mr. Shu? We've arrived!"

She heard me call her name and gently raised her head: "Where are we?"

Then, he tilted his head back down.

I immediately made a sound out loud, while mentally shouting: Aunt Shu, please don't do anything else!

I really can't take it anymore.

Helpless, he moved her gently again, slowly supporting her head with his hand, took out some money from his pocket, counted out fifty and gave it to the driver.

Only then did the driver reluctantly turn his gaze away, close our car door, and leave the garage.

What should I do now?

She seems to have drifted off to sleep?

I gently patted her shoulder: "Ms. Shu? We're home. Get up, let me help you upstairs to rest."

I'm familiar with this place; I've been here before, it's her apartment.

That time, her husband came to cause trouble, and I happened to be bringing her back.

She suddenly grabbed my thigh and screamed, "What kind of home? I don't have a home! I don't have a home anymore!"

As she spoke, she pounded my leg hard! It was as if she was about to vent all the hatred in her heart.

I was startled. I ignored the slight pain in my leg.

Is this a real divorce?

It seems that things were done today, but I also drank too much and got carried away with my emotions.

Sure enough, when you have something on your mind, it's easy to get drunk.

Otherwise, given her capacity, things wouldn't be like they are now.

I cannot yet understand the feelings of disappointment in marriage, even the complete loss of feelings for one's partner, and the despair that comes with seeing through everything.

Because I've never been married, I don't know what it's like or what it feels like.

I can't understand her feelings and emotions at this moment.

But judging from her current behavior, I understand a little better.

In short, it was absolutely terrible!

She hammered me for at least five minutes before she slowly stopped, or rather, she had almost run out of strength.

I feel like my thigh will swell up tomorrow!

No, it's probably already swollen!

I was in so much pain I almost jumped up!

Oh my God!

I deeply regret those few pointless words I uttered!

Then, he gently patted her back: "Don't worry, I'm here. Not all men in the world are like that!"

"Bullshit, utter nonsense! Every man is like that. Heartless, despicable, shameless, and utterly shameless!..."

Hey, she's got sharp ears. Those last few words were truly a furious, venomous curse!

I can't help but wonder, was she truly drunk, or was she faking it? Or was she physically drunk, but not mentally?

Sigh, I need to change my approach.

"Yes, you're right, there really aren't any good men!"

Hmm, why bother arguing with a drunk woman?

Let her yell and curse along with you, let her vent.

Sure enough, she slightly raised her head: "Right? You think so too, don't you?"

"Yes, that's what I think too!"

"Hey, you're right to think that way. Leaving aside my bastard ex-husband, what about all the men at the company? Humph, which one is good?"

I…

That's a bit like generalizing and condemning everyone based on a single example!

"That so-called 'General Manager Liu,' he usually acts like a sanctimonious scholar. Hmph, did he really think I didn't know about his affair with his female student? He even dared to bring her back to the office on the weekend? I caught him red-handed!"

"That Wu Bo guy? He and his wife embezzled a lot of money from the company. Did they think I didn't know?"

"That Ye Tian? He's always trying to curry favor with President Liu and climb the ranks, doesn't he even know his own limitations?"

……

I heard many things from these drunken ramblings that I had never heard before.

My God, are these people in the company really like this?

But what comes out of Shu Mei's mouth can't be faked, right?

Another chill ran down my spine.

Should I ask you something about me?

"Then, what about Jiang Ning? Is he a bastard too?"

I thought about it for at least thirty seconds before asking the question.

"Don't mention him to me. He's a little jerk too!"

I was completely baffled: "Why is that? Isn't he quite capable? He's helped you a lot?"

"No matter how capable you are at work, it can't replace good character. Humph, you think I don't know that?"

While living with that Du Yan, he was still thinking about that village girl Wan Ning from before.

He was also flirting with Hong Panpan, and at the company, he was always hooking up with the receptionists, especially with Xiao Zhou Tong, they were always being ambiguous. Did he really think I didn't know?

"He's no good either!"

I like my terrible life back then.