By the time Leon took out his phone to check his WeChat again, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.
The city's busy nightlife had started. Lights were everywhere, just like stars scattered in the sky. Long lines of vehicles had formed a jam that extended as far as the eye could see, and the traffic lights at the intersections never stopped changing.
He walked with Bryant and Wynn in tow, leaving the hotel where they'd just attended a dinner party.
Since it was a party, it was inevitable for Leon to have some drinks. However, he'd been drinking ever since he stepped into the legal age, so he had a good alcohol tolerance. Besides, with Bryant and Wynn by his sides, he could share the burden—they'd socialized and drunk with some of his acquaintances on his behalf. Thus, he was only a little drunk. His drunkenness was so light that a blow of cold wind could easily sweep it away.
Bryant, on the other hand, was quite drunk. His face was a little flushed, and although he managed to keep his back straight and retain the smile on his face when he left the venue, his steps were obviously unsteady. Fortunately, Wynn wasn't drunk and dragged him away before someone noticed how drunk he was.
The moment they were out of the hotel, he put his arm on Wynn's shoulder to steady himself.
"Bryant, how can you suck so much at drinking?" Wynn looked at him in disgust but didn't push him away.
"The drinking culture here is scary. When I have the time, I must get to know more about it! Otherwise, I'll keep getting wasted in the future." Bryant waved his hand exasperatedly and belched.
Wynn frowned in disgust.
At that moment, Leon, who hadn't been paying any attention to the two guys, happened to click on the voice message he got from Michelle.
"Leon, is there any exercise that fits lazy people?"
The girl's soft voice rang from the phone. Although it sounded as sweet as cotton candy in his ears, he could still detect some complaint and dissatisfaction in her tone.
Leon could vividly imagine Michelle's cute, naive looks when she sent the voice message to him.
He couldn't help but chuckle. "Exercise that fits lazy people? How imaginative!"
"Exercises for the lazy? It's simple. Tell her to just lie still and let you do the moving." Bryant was drunk. He spoke without filtering his words and even snickered at Leon.
Any man could immediately understand what he meant.
Wynn was practically suffocating with anger. Alcohol was really not a good thing! Even a gentleman like Bryant would show his true character once he got drunk.
Upon noticing the frown on Leon's face, Wynn immediately pushed Bryant away and winked at him desperately.
'Wake up!
Do you fucking know who you are talking to?!'
Bryant staggered back. The moment he saw Leon's face, he sobered up in an instant.
"No, that's not what I meant." He hurriedly regained his footing and stood straight. His mind was already clear, but his body was still wobbly. He looked just like a tumbler doll.
Leon knew he was drunk, so he didn't blame him. "She's my sister. Don't spout nonsense."
"Princess Nina?" Bryant's eyes widened in shock. In the next second, however, his shock turned into disbelief. He turned to Wynn and whispered doubtfully, "Does Princess Nina usually talk to Leon that way? Is she really that girly?"
This was just too different from the Nina he knew.
It was almost like they were two totally different people.
When Leon saw Bryant's expression, he knew that Bryant had misunderstood him, so he explained calmly, "She's not actually my sister. She's my sister's friend."
"Okay." That made sense. The night wind as well as his fear of Leon had practically blown all Bryant's drunkenness away. Once he comprehended what Leon meant, he couldn't help but say, "She isn't your sister, so what's..."
'the problem?'
The faint smile on Leon's face forced Bryant to swallow back the last couple of words he was going to say. He then guiltily turned his head to look at the long lines of vehicles on the road.
On the other hand, Wynn felt like he got an epiphany. The gears in his head were turning at a lightning speed.
"I don't think there's anything wrong with what Bryant said. Besides, he was just answering your question, not asking you to do it. Of course, you can have a go at it if you like," Wynn said to Leon.
"Wynn Luo." Leon had always spoken in a gentle tone, so it was always hard to tell whether he was angry or not. Other people refrained from showing their emotions by being cold and unapproachable, but Leon hid his emotions by always putting on a smile on his face.
He looked gentle, harmless, and he could even come off as seductive and a little sly.
Just like a cunning fox.
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