Mu Li lived at the Coastline No.1 Residence, a community in a prime location in the downtown offering a view of the breathtaking river and the city"s most prosperous attractions as well as well-appointed facilities in close proximity.
It was almost eleven o"clock when he returned to the underground parking lot. After parking the car, he cast his eyes on Lin Qing in the pa.s.senger seat next to him.
Her posture... hadn"t changed at all.
From the moment she got into the car, she had been sitting quietly upright against the seat back, even until now.
He had met many interesting people before, but Lin Qing... was definitely the weirdest one.
Mu Li got off the car, walked around to the other side to open the door for her, and unfastened her seat belt. Before he could wake her up, she suddenly frowned, pushed him aside, and jumped off the car. She made a sound of retching, and then squatted on the ground and started vomiting.
He took two steps back unconsciously -- for he had mysophobia. He didn"t want to look at her at all.
While Lin Qing became still after the vomiting, squatting on the ground like a log without any movement.
It was after a while that Mu Li felt something wrong, so he walked towards her frowning, but before he managed to approach her, she suddenly turned her head around, staring at him.
Mu Li came to a sudden stop.
Strange to say, Lin Qing looked much soberer after the vomiting, but her beautiful eyes seemed somewhat vacant and dazed.
Mu Li started smiling at her dazed stare.
Before he realized that, he squatted beside Lin Qing, sizing her up.
His abstruse and calm look normally intimidated people.
And Lin Qing should have been intimated but she kept staring at Mu Li.
The meeting of eyes continued, one being dazed and blank, and the other being abstruse and interested.
It took a while before Mu Li found his hand at the corner of Lin Qing"s mouth with a Burberry handkerchief, wiping her mouth.
Countless women would beg for such treatment, but it seemed Lin Qing felt nothing and just kept staring at Mu Li.
And it dawned on him that Lin Qing was different from others. And she was drunk, so he shouldn"t take it seriously, or he would make himself angry.
Finally, Mu Li stood up, reaching one hand toward Lin Qing. "Get up."
It was until then that Lin Qing realized she had left with a stranger, but... the stranger had good-looking hands.
Long and clear-cut fingers, broad palms, and healthy skin tone. The suit stopped her from seeing through his whole arms. He looked so smart in the suit. He must have a nice body, maybe a model"s body.
Mesmerized by his good-looking hands, Lin Qing put her hands on his with a clap.
Mu Li smiled again and held tight her white and tender hand in his. He pulled her up and pointed at the elevator door not far away. "Let"s go."
Lin Qing obediently followed him into the elevator. He was pressing the key of the 25th floor when he felt something leaning against him. He turned around and it was Lin Qing.
She must be very sleepy, leaning herself all over him, eyes closed. She looked so reliant on him and her quietness aroused his pity.
Mu Li did not push her away, anyway.
"Ding--" They reached the 25th floor.