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Accumulated resentment bubbled up as Nan Jia, fueled by the effects of alcohol, let loose completely. She bent down and slipped out of Fang Shuoyan's embrace, who instinctively reached out to grab her. With a swift turn, Nan Jia spun away in the opposite direction.
Lin Xiao watched in astonishment as Nan Jia executed her movements seamlessly; she truly was a martial arts master.
"Yan Ge, I'll accompany them. Don't worry, nothing will happen," Li Hao said, positioning himself in front of Fang Shuoyan to block his pursuit of Nan Jia.
Fang Shuoyan looked at Li Hao, shifting his body to prepare to move past him.
"Yan Ge, forcing her like this will only push her further away," Li Hao said, gripping Fang Shuoyan's wrist firmly.
Fang Shuoyan met Li Hao's gaze with distrust in his eyes.
Li Hao felt a pang of guilt; he had once risked everything to topple corrupt forces and sought allies for unity. When he approached Fang Shuoyan, the latter had not immediately agreed. The Fang family had a long military tradition, and while they were not involved in political affairs, they were not entirely uninvolved either.
The struggle had reached a critical point, necessitating the Fang family's intervention. Thus, Li Hao sought out Nan Jia.
Nan Jia's mother and Li Hao's mother were college alumni and both university professors who had worked at the same institution. They had known each other since childhood and were practically childhood sweethearts.
After hearing about Li Hao's situation, Nan Jia took him back to meet Fang Shuoyan again. Fang Shuoyan agreed on the spot to lend his assistance.
"Yan Ge, I will always remember the favor from last time. I won't let anything happen to Nan Jia," Li Hao said, a promise meant for only two people to hear.
Ultimately, Fang Shuoyan decided against chasing after Nan Jia, advising not to let her drink too much.
Li Hao understood this as an agreement.
It was Lin Xiao's first time at a bar, and the deafening noise made her heart race wildly.
"Nan Jia, I'll take you both to a private room," Li Hao shouted over the din.
"No way! I want to drink here!" Nan Jia protested.
"I'll stay with her; you sit further away," Lin Xiao tugged at Li Hao's sleeve and urged him. "Don't worry; with her skills just now, no one can bully her."
Li Hao thought this made sense and settled down at a distance. Soon after, Nan Jia's friend Zhu Xiangwu arrived as well.
The two single beauties sat together drinking, attracting attention from men who approached them frequently. Li Hao felt an urge to throw them out himself but could only watch from afar as Nan Jia refused to leave and Lin Xiao disagreed with any interference.
"Nan Jia, are you feeling down?" Lin Xiao asked. She couldn't get used to the foreign liquor; it lacked the rich aroma of white wine, the smoothness of red wine, and was nowhere near as sweet as fruit wine.
"I see you and Li Hao are quite affectionate," Nan Jia replied, turning the question back on her.
Lin Xiao's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that she liked Li Hao?
The flickering lights cast a patchy glow on Lin Xiao's face, and Nan Jia saw right through her thoughts. "What are you thinking? I don't like your Li Hao."
Lin Xiao let out a quiet sigh of relief. Nan Jia was so beautiful and exceptional; if she were a man, anyone would choose her.
"Don't you like Yan Ge?" Lin Xiao hesitated before asking.
"The matter between him and me is not as simple as liking or disliking," Nan Jia said with a hint of melancholy.
There was a distance of two lifetimes between her and Fang Shuoyan, filled with too many unresolved feelings.
At three in the morning, both women began to doze off.
After driving away countless pests, Li Hao could no longer tolerate the situation and called Fang Shuoyan to come and take them home. Fang Shuoyan arrived within a minute.
Li Hao picked up Lin Xiao and carried her outside.
Fang Shuoyan lifted Nan Jia into his arms. Nan Jia blinked her eyes open, unsure if she was still dreaming or if this was reality. She mumbled, "Huangfu Yan."
Fang Shuoyan felt a sinking sensation in his heart, overwhelmed by frustration and despair.
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