Chapter 91 The Drunk Woman (1)
She didn't want to fall into Ye Qingchen's gentleness, so she chose to isolate.

Even though Leng Wuling didn't come, Ye Qingchen still insisted on playing the flute until dawn, every time he left at dawn.

It was not until Ye Tianhan's order was received that Ye Qingchen brought his troops back to Beijing.

Leaving Wuling Villa meant that he had to leave Leng Wuling temporarily; however, he would still come back.

After returning to the capital, he went directly to the palace to meet Ye Tianhan, because he said it was urgent, otherwise he wouldn't have come back in such a hurry.

Leng Wuling didn't know that he had left, and she didn't hear his flute at night, so she felt a little uneasy.

Without the sound of Ye Qingchen's flute, Leng Wuling tossed and rolled on the bed, unable to fall asleep for a long time.

Opening the door, she saw Chu Qiange when she came out of the room.Chu Qiange was walking towards Leng Wuling, it seemed that he came here specially to find her.

With a bitter smile on his face, Leng Wuling stood where he was, waiting until Chu Qiange walked in front of him.

Sure enough, Chu Qiange walked towards Leng Wuling, crossed his hands on his chest, and stood in front of Leng Wuling: "What? Can't sleep?"

Seeing Leng Wuling coming out, he seemed to have guessed something.

He knew that the person playing the flute every night was Ye Qingchen, and he also knew that Ye Qingchen didn't come to play the flute tonight.He knew it all along, he just pretended not to know it.

Hearing the sound of Ye Qingchen's flute, even Chu Qiange couldn't help admiring that the man's flute was so wonderful.

"En." Leng Wuling nodded slightly, squinting at Chu Qiange: "Aren't you the same?"

Because he didn't hear the flute tonight, he thought of coming to Leng Wuling to have a look because he was curious.

"Because I'm so depressed, I want to ask you out for a drink." He casually made an excuse, not wanting Leng Wuling to know that he came here because he didn't hear the flute tonight.

There are three possibilities for not hearing the sound of the flute. One is that she was chatting with Ye Qingchen, so Ye Qingchen did not play the flute; the second is that they went out together and were not in Wuling Villa; the third is that Ye Qingchen left But Leng Wuling still stayed here.

Now that he saw Leng Wuling, he could be sure that the first two possibilities had been ruled out, so there was only the third one, and Ye Qingchen left.

"Drink?" Leng Wuling was a little surprised, she pursed her lips, and she readily agreed to Chu Qiange: "Okay."

Just drink it, anyway, she is not in a good mood, she is quite depressed, it might be better to drink some wine, this is a good idea.

As soon as Leng Wuling agreed, Chu Qiange took out a small jar of wine from behind, as if it had been prepared long ago.

He only brought a small jar with him, because in the past few days, whenever he heard the mesmerizing flute sound, he couldn't help but want to drink, so he was ready to drink tonight.

However, the wine was ready, but the sound of the flute had not reached his ears for a long time.

"You came here specifically to find me a drink, right?" Seeing that he was so prepared, how could Leng Wuling not think so?
"You should be."

Chu Qiange handed the wine jar in front of Leng Wuling: "Drink, I want to get drunk!" Now, he just wants to anesthetize himself with wine.

Nodding slightly, he took the wine jar that Chu Qiange handed over, and Leng Wuling took a sip.

(End of this chapter)

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