My roommate's online boyfriend won't spend any coins, but he'll give me tons of gold

After finishing her call, Zhou Yuanyuan slumped back on the sofa, her shoulders slightly drooping, her long hair disheveled, and a few strands clinging to her cheeks.

He was clearly quite drunk.

Seeing her like this, Shen Sui'an had no intention of leaving for the time being.

She could only leave with peace of mind once Meng Qichuan arrived and took Zhou Yuanyuan away.

So he turned his head and said to Chen Zhiye beside him, "Let's wait a while until Meng Qichuan comes to pick us up."

He heard what Zhou Yuanyuan had just said.

Chen Zhi had no interest in other people's business, but since his girlfriend had spoken, he would definitely listen to her. He calmly glanced at Zhou Yuanyuan, who was in a daze in the booth, and didn't say anything more.

He nodded slightly.

While waiting for him, Shen Sui'an couldn't help but ask, "Second brother, what kind of person is Meng Qichuan?"

Chen Zhi didn't respond to that.

"Honey, it's not appropriate for you to be curious about other men in front of your husband."

"Nonsense."

Shen Sui'an patted his chest: "Whose husband are you? I didn't marry you."

Chen Zhi didn't say anything, but looked at her dangerously. It didn't matter if she didn't admit it now; he would make her call him "husband" until she couldn't speak when they got back.

Shen Sui'an surrendered instantly.

Okay~

"Honey, just tell me."

Chen Zhiye snorted: "I'm not familiar with him."

Shen Sui'an didn't believe it.

She was about to speak when her gaze drifted casually to the corridor, and then she suddenly paused out of the corner of her eye.

In the dimly lit bar corridor, a figure walked slowly.

He wore a well-tailored dark suit, with each button meticulously fastened to the top. He exuded a calm and dignified aura, emanating from his high position, and his presence was imposing and self-possessed.

The surrounding area was a noisy, ambiguous bar with chaotic lighting.

When Meng Qichuan appeared here, he seemed completely out of place in this environment.

I didn't expect him to arrive so quickly.

Shen Sui'an quickly grabbed Chen Zhiye's wrist and, before Meng Qichuan's gaze could lock onto the booth, pulled him into the shadows.

Chen Zhiye: "Hmm?"

They're acting suspiciously; what are they up to?

Shen Sui'an lowered her body, "Hide, don't let Meng Qichuan see you."

It has already been seen.

Meng Qichuan paused slightly, looking at their hunched figures, a hint of doubt flashing through his mind.

Zhou Yuanyuan drank with them, so her personal safety should be fine.

Meng Qichuan didn't think much of it and quickly scanned the row of booths near them, soon spotting Zhou Yuanyuan, who was so drunk she was limp on the sofa.

Having identified his target, he looked away, took long strides, and walked straight toward the booths.

Meng Qichuan slowly stopped in front of the booth.

The hazy light fell on Zhou Yuanyuan, her cheeks flushed with the light red of alcohol, her peach blossom eyes veiled with heavy moisture, the corners of her eyes naturally slightly upturned, now wet and dazed with the effects of the alcohol.

He lowered his eyes quietly, his gaze falling on her face, and whispered in a low voice, "Yuanyuan."

Hearing the familiar voice, Zhou Yuanyuan looked up.

She couldn't see people clearly; the figures in front of her were layered and indistinct. But the moment Meng Qichuan's cool and composed aura enveloped her, she immediately recognized the person.

Before Meng Qichuan could make another move, Zhou Yuanyuan leaned forward, stretched out her arms, and hugged his waist, her cheek softly pressed against his abdomen covered by his suit jacket.

His voice was slurred and tinged with drunkenness as he rubbed his cheek against hers. "Brother Qichuan, you're here."

Meng Qichuan froze for a moment. He instinctively wanted to back away and raised his hand to push the person away.

But Zhou Yuanyuan held him very tightly, her arms wrapped tightly around him, refusing to let go no matter what.

He had no other choice but to give up for the time being. He looked around, hoping to find Shen Sui'an and ask her to come and help take the person back.

But when he looked around, he could no longer see Shen Suian and Chen Zhiye.

Meng Qichuan sighed softly, looked down at the person clinging to him and gently coaxed, "Yuanyuan, let go of me first."

Zhou Yuanyuan refused: "No..."

"Can you stand up? I'll help you out."

Zhou Yuanyuan couldn't hear him, so she kept rubbing her cheek against him.

Meng Qichuan cupped the back of her head with his large hand to stop her from moving around, and his gaze inadvertently drifted downwards, landing on her calves peeking out from under her skirt.

His gaze paused slightly, and he remained silent for a brief moment.

"Feel sorry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Meng Qichuan bent down, his arms passing under her knees and back, and with restrained and careful movements, he lifted Zhou Yuanyuan up in his arms.

Turn around.

Zhou Yuanyuan's slender legs were draped in the man's arms, swaying slightly due to inertia. In the dim light, her fair skin was dazzling.

Meng Qichuan carried the person out.

Shen Sui'an then pulled Chen Zhiye out from behind the pillar.

Zhou Yuanyuan was determined to have someone pick her up; she wouldn't want to spoil her fun.

Shen Sui'an: "Wait a little longer, then we'll leave."

Two cars were parked outside the bar.

One car was Meng Qichuan's personal vehicle, and the other contained bodyguards.

Everyone is waiting.

He had just returned from a stability maintenance operation, surrounded by police officers.

The bodyguard was originally going to go down and help bring Zhou Yuanyuan out.

But the bodyguard didn't recognize Zhou Yuanyuan.

Their large group stormed into the bar, inevitably attracting attention. Given Meng Qichuan's status, it was best to keep a low profile, so in the end, only he went in.

The driver got out of the car and opened the back door.

Meng Qichuan first put Zhou Yuanyuan in the car, and then got in from the other side.

After getting in the car, the driver asked him where he was going.

Meng Qichuan glanced at his watch; it was almost eleven o'clock. He probably couldn't go back to the school dormitory at this time, but Zhou Yuanyuan had been drinking and needed to be taken care of.

"Go to the Zhou family."

Zhou Yuanyuan seemed to have regained consciousness.

Upon hearing this, the Zhou family immediately and vaguely refused, "No, no... let's go home."

"Dad and Grandpa both criticize me."

She pouted, as if she could cry at any moment.

The driver hesitated, saying, "Look..."

Given Meng Qichuan's identity, he shouldn't be taking a girl to a hotel room.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

Meng Qichuan lives alone and rarely goes back to the Meng family home. He is busy with work and often stays up very late, so he simply moved in by himself later, which is more convenient and saves him a lot of trouble.

His residence is a three-story villa, secluded and quiet.

After the driver pulled up to the door, Meng Qichuan got out first. As soon as he opened Zhou Yuanyuan's door, she reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her face against his.

"Brother Qichuan..."

Meng Qichuan turned his head to avoid her, pressing down on the back of her neck to prevent her from moving, his voice low and deep: "Yuanyuan, this is not appropriate."

Zhou Yuanyuan didn't know whether she heard it or not.

In short, I haven't made any more moves.

Meng Qichuan carried her out of the car and into the house. In the entryway, he used his free hand to turn on the light.

There are no guest rooms on the first floor.

The guest rooms are on the second floor.

He paused in the entryway, then looked down and asked, "Yuanyuan, can you get down and walk by yourself?"