Chapter 13 Drunken Revelations
"It was me who wronged you. I just thought it would be a small game, eating some scraps, but I didn't expect... I'm sorry. Let me toast you."
I felt a bit guilty.
Gu Zhaoyu drank it without hesitation.
After three rounds of drinks, the atmosphere loosened up.
We talked from childhood to university, then to starting businesses.
From classmates and teachers to complaining about colleagues and clients.
We chatted happily, got high on drinks, and several bottles emptied.
I lazily leaned on the sofa armrest. Gu Zhaoyu shook me.
"Lin Zhiyue, you're drunk."
"I... I'm not drunk. I'm... very sober. I... can still drink."
"You say you're not drunk, but do you remember what you said before?
You said you wanted to find a rich man as a boyfriend, but look at the person you found—playboy, scum, and broke.
What did you see in him? I've been working hard to make money, and you end up with someone like that?
You're drunk, and he wouldn't even care. "
Even though I was drunk, I heard it clearly.
"You... can't slander me. I... don't have a boyfriend! I, Lin Zhiyue, am pure and innocent in this world. You can't go rumoring to my mom. I still have to go on blind dates when I get back, ten or eight of them."
"Right, you don't have a boyfriend, so I'm not the third party. Let's go on a blind date. Look at me—would I work as your boyfriend?"
Gu Zhaoyu's face came close to mine.
Handsome, charming, just like in the dream.
I smiled drunkenly.
"Gu Zhaoyu, you didn't turn into a handsome snake today."
"Don't mention snakes. Mentioning snakes now will make me think wildly."
My rebellious bones creaked.
"I'll mention it. Snake snake snake snake snake!"
"Stop it, Lin Zhiyue. Be good, stop."
He blocked my lips, greedily sucking, hugging me so tightly it hurt. He snapped back, hurriedly pushed me away, then reluctantly leaned in slowly again.
"Lin Zhiyue, it's settled then. I'll be your boyfriend. I'm richer than him, more devoted. I'm not a playboy at all."
The next day, I woke up.
My head felt dizzy and heavy.
I got up to boil water and drink. I heard noise from the kitchen—Gu Zhaoyu was washing fruits there.
He was shirtless, wearing shorts, with an apron tied.
He turned to look at me. I only saw the apron, no pants, as if he was fully naked. Very seductive.
I choked on a sip of water. Inside, my mind was racing, but on the surface, I stood stiff.
"Gu Zhaoyu, why aren't you wearing clothes in my house?"
Gu Zhaoyu's face looked slightly grim.
"You threw up on me last night."
"I... I'm sorry."
I'd been a worker too long—my first words were an apology.
"You threw up right when I confessed to you. Lin Zhiyue, you really know how to kill the mood."
"Pfft..."
This time, I really sprayed.
"Gu Zhaoyu, don't joke."
The fruit in Gu Zhaoyu's hand dropped. He stood there lonely, looking forlorn.
"I knew you wouldn't admit it. You said it yourself—I have a recording."
He fumbled for the recording.
I was panicked too, afraid he'd find it, afraid he wouldn't.
Just then, the door opened.
Cousin and his girlfriend came in.