Because she was addicted

Lu Chenyan turned and left.

Meng Tao and a few of his cronies immediately grabbed him.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Lu? You're being so disrespectful. Tonight is Tang Ning's bachelor party. Weren't you two best friends back in England? How can you be absent on such an important occasion?"

As she spoke, she dragged and pulled Lu Chenyan to Tang Ning's side.

Tang Ning wore a long-sleeved dress today, with sleeves so long that they covered her wrists completely.

The private room was dimly lit, and she was wearing heavy makeup.

"Ayan, I asked Xiaomeng to call you out. I was afraid your girlfriend would hear me calling you and get angry."

"She's not that petty."

Lu Chenyan got up and walked to the side, pulling Meng Tao to switch places with him.

Tang Ning was stunned for a moment, and Meng Tao immediately smoothed things over.

"Oh dear, even if we can't be lovers, we can still be friends! Why be so reserved when we meet? Come on, let's drink! It's all in the drinks. Let's celebrate our Miss Tang finally finding love and marrying for love!"

"Thanks!"

Tang Ning smiled gently, raised her wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

Lu Chenyan frowned. "Drink less."

"It's okay."

Tang Ning smiled brightly, as if she wasn't the one who had been yelling, crying, screaming, and begging for death in the hospital yesterday.

She raised her glass. "I'm getting married on the 9th of next month. Everyone has to come."

The private room erupted in another round of cheers, with men and women alike joining in the fun.

The door to the private room opened.

The female manager led in a group of princesses and young masters, who lined up in a row. Several waiters also pushed carts filled with drinks and food.

The female manager bowed respectfully, her face beaming as she addressed Tang Ning, who was seated in the center:

"Miss Tang, Mr. Lin said that the entire bill for the private room tonight is on the house. Also, these are all gifts from Mr. Lin. Please feel free to let us know if you need anything else."

Tang Ning smiled and nodded, then waved for the female manager to leave.

The allure lies in Lin Zhidong's businesses.

As soon as the manager left, the princesses and young masters all came down to the stage, and the private room immediately became even more lively.

A group of wealthy young men, spoiled and dissolute, lived a life of debauchery and decadence.

"Little brother, are you new here? I've never seen you before, sister."

A woman next to Lu Chenyan was flirting with a male waiter. The waiter looked to be only about twenty years old and was very young. He blushed easily when teased, which made several women around him laugh as if they had seen a rare treasure.

Lu Chenyan suddenly felt a huge headache coming on.

He used to play it too, and didn't think anything of it.

But now, all he wants to do is leave and go back to be with Wen Jia.

Even just quietly curling up on the sofa and watching a movie would be nice.

He couldn't stand being near Tang Ning for even a moment longer.

He got up and walked outside.

Just as he reached the door, he heard Tang Ning calling him from behind:

"Ayan, thank you."

Tang Ning slowly approached him in her high heels and stopped a few steps behind him.

"What are you thanking me for?" Lu Chenyan stopped in his tracks.

"Ayan, thank you for being there for me when I needed you most, and thank you for calling Ashen for me. I hope you can come to the wedding next month." Tang Ning's voice was hoarse.

"I'll definitely come to the wedding. But not as your friend, but as Shen-ge's friend." Lu Chenyan didn't turn around.

"No matter what, I have to thank you. Ah Yan, if Ah Shen hadn't come yesterday, I really was determined to die. You ignore me, and Ah Shen doesn't want me either. I really don't know how I would go on living."

Tang Ning looked like she was about to cry, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Please stop dragging me into this, and stop making yourself seem so important. I've already made it very clear to you that all I want to do right now is be with my girlfriend."

Tang Ning turned her head away, as if taking a deep breath. When she turned back, she had a bitter smile on her face.

"Ayan, I know you're still angry. I was wrong back then; I said too much. But you don't need to just pick any girl to upset me. It's not fair to you, and it's not fair to her either..."

Tang Ning was interrupted by Lu Chenyan before she could finish speaking.

He turned abruptly, frowned, and said coldly:

"Shut up. You have no right to lecture me, nor do you have any right to talk about Wen Jia. Tang Ning, I'm only helping you out of consideration for our past relationship, it doesn't mean I'll let you manipulate me like before. Also, I'm only helping you out of respect for Brother Shen, don't misunderstand."

"Ayan, do you really have to treat me like this?"

Tears welled up in Tang Ning's eyes again, and her lips twitched, as if she was about to cry.

"You chose this path yourself. Now that you've chosen it, stop trying to have your cake and eat it too. No one is obligated to wait for you here. Don't call me anymore, and don't talk nonsense in front of Meng Tao and the others. I'm afraid the gossip will reach my girlfriend's ears."

Lu Chenyan said no more and walked away.

Britain has already lost its dignity once.

He didn't want to lose it a second time.

As I turned a corner, I came across a male waiter hiding in a corner counting his tips. His face was covered in red lipstick marks.

With just one glance, he recognized him as the naive young man who had been harassed in their private room earlier.

He gave him a disdainful look and walked out of the allure without turning back.

Wen Zhao spat and counted the thick stack of tips again. He still couldn't believe that he had been given more than 5,000 yuan in tips after just entering a private room and being touched and kissed by a few rich women.

He really couldn't understand the world of the rich.

It's really good to be rich.

He didn't even bother wiping the red lipstick stains off his face; he sent his mother a photo: "Mom, I'm rich!"

……

After washing up, Wen Jia stayed in bed and wrote a report for a while.

It was past midnight, and Lu Chenyan still hadn't returned home. She picked up her phone...

"Is it not over yet? Have you been drinking? Should I have Brother Chuan pick you up?"

I thought about it and deleted it, then started a new one.

"Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

After typing it out, I felt it wasn't appropriate, so I deleted it all.

Knowing that he would definitely drink after being called out by Meng Tao, and that he would eat such spicy food that night, he was sure his stomach would be upset. So he got up and went to the kitchen to make him a pot of soup.

In the past, Shen Yu would go out for social events all night long and come home drunk.

She would always prepare the soup at home in advance. The next morning, she would take a taxi to his house before he woke up, start the soup on the stove, make some easily digestible breakfast, and then go to wake him up.

The soup was bubbling in the pot, and she was looking at Lu Chenyan's phone.

Seeing that it was already past 1 a.m., she couldn't help but call Lu Chenyan.

The phone rang for a full half minute.

"Feed?" Lu Chenyan's voice was muffled.

"Is it not over yet? Shall I come pick you up?" Wen Jia asked cautiously.

"Yeah, it's almost over. You go to sleep first, I'll be back in a bit." Lu Chenyan's tongue was a little thick, and his speech was a bit slurred.

"Okay, I've made some soup. I'll wait for you to come back and drink it."

Even after hanging up the phone, Wen Jia couldn't shake off her unease. Almost unconsciously, she clicked on the photo Gu Nan had sent her during the day.

In the photo, Lu Chenyan sits in front of Tang Ning's bed, his shoulders slightly hunched, looking lonely and forlorn.

She didn't think anything of it during the day.

But the more I look at it now, the more I can feel Lu Chenyan's dejected mood in the photo.

She blamed Shen Yu for the harm he had caused her, and now she always subconsciously wanted to be on guard.

But she said she would trust Lu Chenyan.

Around 3 a.m.

Wen Jia heard the door open.

She jumped out of bed almost immediately and ran downstairs barefoot.

Lu Chenyan, reeking of alcohol, walked in and was changing his slippers. Hearing the noise, he stood up and hugged Wen Jia tightly, murmuring:

"Jiajia, I'm home."