Rich Parents Found Me After I Got a Tycoon System? Yeah, I'm Not Interested novel Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 307: Both Drunk

"Huh? Why did we stop?"

Yun Zijin was draped over Lu Yunque’s shoulder. She felt him about to carry her away, but then he stumbled back.

A vein bulged on Lu Yunque’s temple from the pain, but he couldn’t let go.

After recovering for a moment, he finally managed to get out of the car carrying her. Fu Ze was already waiting outside the villa with Qin Sitong.

Before Lu Yunque got out with Yun Zijin in his arms, a bodyguard had already gone inside to find Wang Minli.

When Wang Minli came out, the first thing she saw was Yun Zijin and Qin Sitong, each being held by a man at the entrance.

"Oh, my! What happened here?"

"They were drinking."

Yun Zijin was the type to get drunk after a single glass; it was a mystery where she found the courage to drink with them today.

"This is Miss Qin, did she drink too?"

Wang Minli looked at Fu Ze, who was holding Qin Sitong.

Fu Ze looked a little awkward, but he still nodded.

"Hurry inside! This won’t do, being so drunk. I’ll have someone make some hangover soup, or they’ll have headaches tomorrow."

Wang Minli opened the main door to let them in, then hurried into the kitchen to order someone to brew the hangover soup.

Lu Yunque had been here a few times before, so he knew where Yun Zijin’s room was and carried her straight there.

But it was different for Fu Ze.

It was his first time here, and he had no idea where to put her. In the end, he had no choice but to temporarily lay her on the living room sofa.

Just then, Wang Minli came out of the kitchen.

"Oh, why did you put Miss Qin here? Miss Qin is staying in the room next to the young miss’s. Little Chen, please show him the way."

Although Qin Sitong rarely stayed at Xingyu Mansion, Yun Zijin always kept a room for her so she could come over anytime.

Fu Ze did as he was told, picking up Qin Sitong and following the maid, Little Chen, into the room next to Yun Zijin’s.

The room was decorated in warm tones. It gave Fu Ze the same feeling as Qin Sitong herself—very innocent and infectious, like a little sun.

"She’s sweating a little. Is there a change of clothes here for her?"

Fu Ze looked at the maid, Little Chen.

"Yes, there is. I’ll change her now."

Fu Ze nodded and discreetly left the room. As he turned, he ran into Lu Yunque, who was coming out of Yun Zijin’s room.

The two men exchanged a glance and, with a silent understanding, went downstairs to wait for the hangover soup to be ready. Another battle awaited them.

About twenty minutes later, Wang Minli came out of the kitchen carrying two bowls of hangover soup.

Lu Yunque and Fu Ze both volunteered to personally feed the hangover soup to Yun Zijin and Qin Sitong.

Wang Minli gave them a suspicious look and thought for a long time before finally agreeing. "Alright, then. But if you can’t handle it, call me anytime."

When it came to things like feeding someone medicine, Wang Minli had some experience.

The two men each took a bowl of soup and went into their respective rooms.

By now, the maid had changed both Yun Zijin and Qin Sitong into fresh sets of clothes.

Lu Yunque sat on a stool by Yun Zijin’s bed, scooped up a spoonful of hangover soup, and brought it to her lips.

But the next second, the soup spilled out, soaking her pillow.

Lu Yunque froze for a moment. He put down the soup, lifted Yun Zijin up, and sat her up against the headboard.

Lu Yunque wrapped one arm around Yun Zijin and, with his other hand, scooped another spoonful of soup, bringing it to her mouth.

This time, a little went in, but she furrowed her brow at the awful taste.

She turned her head away, whimpering and grumbling, clearly not wanting any more.

"Be good. Drink the soup so you won’t have a headache tomorrow."

But a drunk person can be stubborn and won’t listen to reason. She burrowed into Lu Yunque’s arms, showing no intention of drinking the soup.

"If you don’t drink it, what will you do about the headache tomorrow?"

"Ugh... it’s gross..."

After all the fuss, Yun Zijin had woken up a bit. The taste of that one sip of hangover soup still lingered in her mouth.

"You’re awake?"

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