Lu Zhanke learned that Deputy Chief Ouyang meant to let him dance with Ouyang Zhenzhen. In fact，it would be embarrassing if he refused that, especially when the old chief was present. However, when he saw Ai Changhuan heading towards the cocktail table, he could care nothing.
Glancing over the entire group, he exactly noticed Du Yucheng, who annoyed him all the time, standing next to him. He immediately called him over, “Yucheng, come here. Let me introduce you. This is Miss Ouyang Zhenzhen, the teacher’s beloved daughter. Remember to take care of her!”
After pairing these two annoying people, Lu Zhanke hurriedly walked towards Ai Changhuan.
Ai was grabbing a glass of cocktail and drank it totally. Seeing that she was going to take another one, Lu Zhanke hurriedly stopped her, “What are you doing? This is wine. Don’t you know?”
Ai Changhuan looked up and found that it was Lu Zhanke, then she subconsciously moved back. She still remembered the glance in mind that Lu Zhanke stared at her last time.
Seeing that she was still hiding, Lu Zhanke was quite irritated, but there were so many people around them that he had to restrain himself from taking impulsive actions, with a sullen look on his face, then he said, “Stop it. We’ll go back after a while.”
Feeling sorrowful, what Ai Changhuan cared about was not behaving decently but getting drunk. Therefore, when Lu Zhanke wanted to reach out to help her, she pushed him away, “Don’t worry about me. I just want to have a drink.”
Lu Zhanke put the empty wine glass under Ai Changhuan’s nose, “Smell it. Is this a drink? This is wine. Can girls drink?”
Being taught by Lu, Ai Changhuan wanted to smile to him, but she showed a smile that was even uglier than crying, and her eyes became wet. She stared at him, saying with a dumb voice, “Lu Zhanke … I feel bad … I want to drink … ”
Looking at her poor appearance, Lu Zhanke couldn’t help feeling soft. He raised his hand, took her into his arms, and let her lean against his shoulders, “Why are you so sad? Because there are too many people? Do you breathe smoothly? Would you like to go outside for a walk?”
Ai Changhuan shook her head and sobbed softly, “No, I just want to drink wine.”
Lu took her to the back of the pillar, blocking those inquiring eyes and hugging her gently, and he asked softly, “Are you an alcoholic? Why do you long for wine?”
“You … you cannot scold me …” Ai Changhuan felt more aggrieved.
“This is not scolding you. I’m nice to you.” Lu Zhanke’s palm rubbed her shoulders, thinking that he really didn’t know what kind of evil he had done in his last life and God would send such a capricious goblin to torture him.
Ai Changhuan pouted, “You are not nice to me.”
Regarding her complaint, Lu Zhanke felt wronged, “I am not nice to you? I spoil you. I dot on you. You can do whatever you want. How can I treat you better?”
“You do not allow me to drink.” She accused loudly.
Lu Zhanke almost burst out laughing, “You fool. Wine is an intestinal poison. Not letting you drink is for your good.”
Ai Changhuan’s eyes were red and hot. She buried her face deeply into Lu’s arms and shed tears silently, because a load on her mind that could not be uttered weighed heavily on her heart, making her unable to breathe, uncomfortable and terrible. In the end, only alcohol could temporarily numb her soul so as to forget the pain.
But Lu Zhanke stopped her from drinking, so she continued to complain, “You are a bad guy.”
“…” Lu groaned. “You can only take a sip.”
Ai Changhuan immediately looked up, because she had just cried, her makeup had been smudged. Her eyeliner was messy, and even looked a little scary.
But Lu Zhanke felt distressed. This should be the first time he had seen Ai Changhuan crying, but he didn’t know why she was crying.
He intended to ask, but the words were at the tip of his tongue. He saw everything between Ai Changhuan and Du Yucheng. He was afraid that the answer was not what he wanted.
Suddenly, he wanted to drink, too.
He brought up two glasses of wine, one for Ai Changhuan and the other for himself. Lu Zhanke smiled, “Forget it, it’s such a rare day today. Let’s drink the whole night, and do not go back until we get drunk!”
Ai Changhuan’s eyes twinkled, and finally exulted, “Lu Zhanke, you are such a good man.”
Lu helplessly responded, “I’m a good man now. Didn’t you just say I’m a bad guy?”
Ai Chang made a face, took the glass, and was about to take a big sip when Lu Zhanke said, “Drink slowly. You may get drunk easily if you take it fast.”
Ai Chang gave a sigh of relief, but still drank it all, then laughed, “It doesn’t matter, I won’t get drunk even with a thousand glasses.”
Saying that, she headed for the second cup.
Lu Zhanke was not a wine-loving man, and rarely drank alcohol. He usually took a sip or two, but watching Ai Changhuan pretend to be happy, he felt innumerable sorrow inevitably. In the end, he swigged it all.
Ai Changhuan filled herself with wine, and filled Lu Zhanke’s glass, then toasted, “Come on. Let’s drink one together.”
He curled up the corners of his mouth, a kind of smile forming on his lips, “It’s not interesting to drink like this. How about changing the game?”
Ai Changhuan tilted, as if imitating him, a faint smile appeared on her face, “Do you want to have cross-cupped wine?”
Lu Zhanke raised his eyebrows, “That is boring. What I want is …”
Before he finished speaking, he had taken a quick sip of wine, then held Ai Changhuan’s head, and kissed her fiercely.
His kiss, hot and passionate, as if burning up her. His tongue opened her lips in a domineering manner and entered hers.
Ai Changhuan remained motionless and allowed him to kiss her devotedly. She wanted to drink, so when the wine in the mouth of Lu passed, she not only flinched, but greeted him warmly, sucking the wine in his mouth. She didn’t feel enough, and her small tongue moved into his mouth flexibly, absorbing the last sweetness.
When the hot kiss was over, Ai Changhuan’s face turned red. Was she really drunk? Or she was just longing long for it. She was not sure.
Looking at her face, which seemed to be at sea, Lu Zhanke couldn’t help reaching out and rubbed her cheeks gently, “Fool.”
How she could be such a fool? She didn’t tell him even if she was sad. Did she completely forget him? Her husband?
Being angry, he intended to punish her at first, but seeing her drunk face, he did not have the heart to do so.
“Are you drunk?” He asked.
“Huh?” Ai Changhuan squinted for a moment. She seemed really drunk. At first, she only felt that the cocktail tasted sweet, but didn’t expect that this wine had a strong delayed effect. Ai Changhuan froze for a few seconds, then responded, “I’m not drunk.”
Since she said so, was she really drunk?
Lu Zhanke took a look around, made a gesture to Pei Mu who was looking over here, and told him he had to leave in advance, ordering him to take charge of the place.
Pei Zheng was about to shirk when he saw that Lu Zhanke had left with Ai Changhuan, half drunk and half awake.
Ai Changhuan was helped out of the door. Lu Zhanke wanted to get her in the car, because it was quite far from home, also because of Ai Changhuan’s being drunk. Thus, it was not a good idea to walk home for such a long distance. But when she got to the car, Ai Changhuan refused to get in the car again, crying and yelling at the door loudly.
“I don’t want to get in the car. You are going to sell me to a ravine and to be a wife of an idiot.”
Lu Zhanke had nothing to say, “I’m your husband. Why do I sell you?”
Ai Changhuan had never been drunk like this, so she didn’t know how horrible she was when drunk, otherwise she would not drink so much.
At this moment, when she heard that Lu Zhanke was her husband, she stayed for a short pause, after that she cried even more fiercely, “How is this possible? How could I be married? I am only sixteen years old … I am young. Do not lie to me.”
Lu Zhanke thought for a while, then stayed in front of Ai Changhuan, “Take a closer look, do you know me?”
Lu Zhanke also regretted it. Had he known that she could drink only little, he shouldn’t have pampered her to drink the second one. She was not the kind of person who could drink a lot and still kept conscious.
Ai Changhuan held Lu Zhanke’s face with both hands, looked at him carefully, pretty curiously, and said in doubt, “why I feel that you are quite familiar to me? But I am only sixteen years old, how could I have seen you?”
“…”
“Are you travelling back in time? Do I dare to marry you when you were sixteen years old? But when you were sixteen, I did have the idea of marrying you. Why you tilted and called me uncle? At that time, I thought, if you were a member of my family, I must teach you the rules of behaving well. You cannot call others uncle easily.”
But these were all thoughts in Lu Zhanke’s mind, and he said nothing. He reached out and gently patted Ai Changhuan’s head, “Let’s go home, it’s cold outside.”
“Go home? Don’t you want to sell me out?” Ai Changhuan blinked unconsciously, with a look of innocence.
Lu Zhanke’s heart softened again, he said, “No, it’s our home.”
“All right,” Ai Changhuan opened her hands. “Then you carry me home.”
She was still coquettish! The corners of Lu Zhanke’s mouth could not help twitching, “What did you say?”
“Carry me!”
With an order from his wife, Lu Zhanke had no choice but to bend down obediently and then went home with her on his back.
Ai Changhuan sang along the way, and suddenly she was very excited and said, “Ah, ah, I know who you are! You are the uncle who looks particularly handsome, your name is Lu Zhanke, right?”
Lu Zhanke nodded, “It’s so great that you can remember, but you must remember our relationship, right?”
“Our relationship?” Ai Changhuan lay herself on the shoulders of Lu Zhanke and continued to think, thinking hard, but she never remembered even when she got home.
Lu Zhanke carried her upstairs, put her down on the bed, clamped her chin, stared at her eyes and said, “You, remember, I’m your husband, the only man in your whole life.”