You're Drunk, You Know That, Right?

Li Changle stared at the woman, speechless. How could someone with such terrible behavior when drunk dare to drink?

"This is liquor. Liquor is spicy. Did you forget that when you were drinking just now..."

Li Changle tried to bluff Wang Siyi. She seemed to be seriously thinking about whether this was actually liquor...

"Mm... Yeah, liquor really is spicy. Then I don't want liquor. I want chicken soup! Chicken soup..."

Li Changle's face crumpled. If you couldn't handle your liquor, you really shouldn't drink...

Where was he supposed to find chicken soup for her in the middle of the night?

"I'll make you chicken soup in a bit, okay? Be good and drink this first. It's a hangover remedy. You'll feel better after you drink it..."

"Then you have to make me chicken soup later. Promise!"

"Okay, okay. I'll make it in a bit."

"Then let's pinky swear!"

"Okay, okay."

Li Changle nodded like a pecking chicken and hooked pinkies with Wang Siyi.

He wondered if any takeout places would still be selling raw chicken at this hour...

Wang Siyi really believed him and drank the ginger soup, but she stopped halfway and refused to take another sip.

She pursed her lips and wouldn't open her mouth, shaking her head as she said,

"It's too spicy, too spicy. I can't drink any more..."

After finishing the ginger soup, Wang Siyi seemed to have sobered up a little. Pain came from her ankle.

"My foot hurts."

Her peach-blossom eyes gazed at Li Changle pitifully, making her look so delicate and helpless that anyone would feel sorry for her.

"Wait here. I'll find some medicine to rub on it..."

With that, he got up to look for the medicine for bruises, swelling, and pain. It took him several minutes of searching before he found it. When he returned, he saw that Wang Siyi had already fallen asleep.

Li Changle sighed, picked her up, and carried her to the bed in the master bedroom.

He took off her shoes, tucked her in, and looked at the woman asleep on the bed. He felt a little sorry for her.

Thinking about the few things she'd mumbled earlier, he could more or less guess what had happened.

Her singing career had hit a rough patch, so she'd called her family for comfort. Maybe they'd told her to give up singing, and her parents had arranged a job for her...

Wang Siyi probably wanted to make her own decisions about her life and didn't want her family controlling her.

Not being understood was the most painful thing of all...

He sighed, tucked the blanket around her, and quietly stepped out of the room.

Luckily, she'd fallen asleep. Otherwise, he had no idea how he would've made chicken soup for her at this hour...

The next morning, at eight.

Wang Siyi's eyelashes fluttered a few times before she struggled to open her eyes. Her head hurt a little. She glanced around. How had she ended up sleeping here?

Last night...

Oh no! She seemed to have gotten drunk last night. Fuzzy memories began to surface.

After hanging up with her mother, she'd been so upset that she'd opened a bottle of Baijiu her grandfather used to drink. She seemed to have had quite a lot?

The last thing she remembered was her stomach feeling awful, and then she seemed to have come over here?

Wang Siyi didn't know what happened after that. She'd blacked out...

"Ah..."

Pain came from her ankle, and she couldn't help sucking in a breath.

Hadn't she been drunk last night? Why was her foot hurt? There was ointment on her ankle, too. That guy must have put it on for her.

And how had she gotten to this room? Her foot was injured. Had he carried her upstairs?

Wang Siyi was instantly mortified. Her cheeks turned bright red, and regret filled her heart.

"I shouldn't have drunk. I'm never drinking again!"

She threw back the covers. The whole bed reeked of alcohol, and Wang Siyi nearly threw up from the smell on herself.

Her pretty eyebrows scrunched up adorably.

She didn't know if she'd thrown up last night. If she had, had she thrown up on him? Wang Siyi blushed. It was so embarrassing.

She'd humiliated herself in front of him again!

And most importantly, she couldn't remember what had happened last night. She didn't even know how embarrassing she'd been.

From what she did know, this was even more mortifying than the time she'd broken down crying by the stairwell.

And she'd probably done plenty of even more embarrassing things while drunk. She couldn't remember them, but he'd seen them.

She couldn't face anyone. Wang Siyi wanted to bury her head under the covers, but the covers stank.

After struggling to get up, she limped into the bathroom, planning to shower before deciding what to do next.

Li Changle had gotten up a little after five that morning to go buy groceries at the market. He'd made a special trip to buy a two-year-old hen.

He planned to make a pot of medicinal soup for breakfast. Wang Siyi had drunk quite a lot the night before, and the soup would do her good.

Besides, he'd promised her chicken soup. He couldn't go back on his word.

He'd started simmering it a little after six. It had been nearly two hours, so he figured it was about ready.

He'd make some noodles, too, and get breakfast ready. He wondered whether he should go wake Wang Siyi.

Then Li Changle saw Wang Siyi come out in her pajamas, limping.

"Oh? You're up. Are you all right?"

Li Changle came over to help her. She seemed to be having a hard time walking.

But Wang Siyi didn't want him to help. She stubbornly limped over on her own.

Li Changle felt awkward, but said nothing. He quietly went to bring out the chicken soup and noodles.

Wang Siyi asked Li Changle, puzzled, "Why are you making chicken soup so early in the morning?"

"Huh? You asked me to make chicken soup for you last night. Don't you remember? We even pinky-swore."

Hearing Li Changle say that she'd asked him to make chicken soup and that they'd pinky-sworn, Wang Siyi's face turned red. She lowered her head, too embarrassed to look at him.

She'd never said anything as childish as "pinky swear" in her life. What on earth had she done while drunk? Wang Siyi inwardly wailed in despair.

"You know you were drunk last night, right?"

Li Changle suddenly said to Wang Siyi, his expression serious.

"I-I know."

Wang Siyi answered timidly.

"Why would you drink when you can't handle it? Don't drink again. I don't even know how much you had. You came running over from there reeking of alcohol."

"I-I'm sorry. I caused you trouble."

Wang Siyi knew her drinking had caused problems, and apologized to Li Changle, embarrassed.

"It's okay. Just don't drink again. How's your foot? Does it still hurt?"

"A little..."

"I left the medicine over by the sofa. Take it and rub it on later. It works well. The pain from a sprain or bruise should ease in two or three days."

"Thank you."

"Um, how did I hurt my foot?"

Wang Siyi asked, still a little confused.

"You don't remember what happened last night?"

Li Changle asked her.

"I-I don't really remember. I just know I got drunk."

Li Changle let out a long sigh of relief.

Good. It was better that she didn't remember. If she did, after that mortifying scene last night, he wouldn't know how to face her.

Li Changle was glad Wang Siyi couldn't remember what she'd done after getting drunk. If she did, he might as well find somewhere else to live.

Li Changle thought for a moment.

"I'm not really sure either. I just heard a bang outside the door, and then I saw you crouching there. My guess is you kicked the door yourself."

Hearing Li Changle's guess, Wang Siyi immediately wanted to cover her face with both hands. How embarrassing.

How could she have done something so ridiculous? Fine, she'd been drunk, but couldn't she have opened the door with her hand?

Wang Siyi was utterly speechless at her own foolish behavior while drunk.

Li Changle watched her looking embarrassed and thought, There's something even more embarrassing coming. It's a good thing you don't remember.

Wang Siyi glanced at Li Changle again. "Um, besides kicking the door, did I do anything else weird?"

Li Changle saw how serious she was and thought, Kicking the door was the most normal thing you did.

Do you know you clung to me, hugged me, and even tried to kiss me...?

He hesitated, wondering whether he should tell her the truth...

After thinking it over, he decided he couldn't tell her.

"I don't think so. You were pretty quiet after you got drunk..."

"Then why did I ask you to make chicken soup?"

Wang Siyi looked at Li Changle doubtfully. She didn't think she could trust what he said.

Li Changle's expression stiffened. He panicked, trying to think of an excuse to brush her off.

"Oh, you got drunk and said you wanted chicken soup, so I promised."

"Besides, I cook for you every day. What's the big deal about making chicken soup?"

Wang Siyi nodded and didn't press him further.

She looked at the chicken soup in front of her and felt touched. This man had gone out to buy a hen before dawn just because she'd said one thing while drunk.

She'd seen Li Changle make soup before. It took at least two hours to simmer a pot. Including the time needed to prepare the ingredients, that meant he'd left to buy groceries around five.

She ladled herself a bowl of chicken soup and took a small sip. It was delicious. She'd never tasted chicken soup this good in her life.

There was an indescribable flavor in it, too. She couldn't quite put her finger on it; all she knew was that it tasted different from the chicken soup he'd made before.

After finishing a bowl, Wang Siyi felt warm inside. Even the headache from drinking had eased considerably.

And one bowl of soup wasn't enough. She ate a bowl of noodles, then had another bowl of chicken soup.

Li Changle watched her eat two bowls of soup and a bowl of noodles, and hurriedly tried to stop her.

It was early in the morning. She shouldn't be drinking so much chicken soup or eating so much food. And wasn't she worried about gaining weight?

Wang Siyi reached for a third bowl of chicken soup, but Li Changle quickly stopped her.

"Um, you can't have any more. It's not good to drink too much chicken soup in the morning."

Wang Siyi thought the chicken soup was delicious. It warmed her from head to toe, and she hadn't eaten her favorite foods in ages, so she'd lost control of her appetite.

When Li Changle stopped her, she frowned and said in a slightly coquettish voice,

"I just want some more~"

Li Changle's scalp went numb when he heard her speak so coquettishly.

Could someone get drunk on chicken soup, too?

This was ridiculous!

It was as if he could see last night's drunk Wang Siyi all over again. Was this the real Wang Siyi when she was like this?

Did people really speak the truth when drunk?

The goddess who usually seemed so aloof couldn't actually be a clingy, coquettish type, could she? No way. No way.

Li Changle felt he couldn't stay here much longer.

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