The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

"Yundi, you have been keeping an eye on the Mu Group for me. This time when the second son of the Mu family got into trouble, if you hadn't informed me in advance that there was a problem with the financial director of my technology company, and I had taken action first, I was afraid that my group would be implicated. I will remember this favor!" It was the first time that Xiao Yiyang spoke so much in front of his buddies. His usual cold image was instantly broken.

Mu Yundi nodded solemnly, then picked up a bottle of wine neatly and said proudly: "Second brother, among us brothers, you are the most successful. But we have no intention of clinging to you. Brothers should stand up and help each other at the critical moment. As for me, my ability is limited, but to us brothers, I am closer than brothers. I'll drink a bottle!" After saying that, he raised his head without hesitation and drank the wine in big gulps. The wine poured into his mouth like a stream, flowing down the corners of his mouth and wetting his clothes, but he didn't care at all. His Adam's apple rolled up and down quickly, and the transparent liquid flashed a bright light under the blurred lights of the bar, as if telling of his determination and sincerity.

Song Yan quickly replied, "Of course, our friendship cannot be broken up just like that. Second brother, you are too polite. You have always been protecting us. You have helped the three of us in business and work, haven't you?" His eyes were sparkling, full of memories of the past. Those eyes seemed to hide the years of working together, with laughter, tears, the joy of success, and the frustration of failure. In those days, they bravely moved forward in the waves of the business world. Every time they encountered setbacks, Xiao Yiyang's strong figure led the way, and every success was full of their joint efforts and sweat.

Yu Haoran agreed vigorously, "Song Yan is right, second brother, we brothers should not talk about strangers." As he spoke, he patted Xiao Yiyang on the shoulder with a warm smile on his face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, dispelling all the haze and making people feel warm. His eyes were full of admiration and gratitude for Xiao Yiyang, as if he was recalling the difficult times they had spent together, and the support and encouragement Xiao Yiyang had given him.

The four of them raised their glasses again and drank them all. The music in the bar was still flowing slowly, and the melody was melodious and moving, as if telling of the deep friendship between them. The crisp sound of the glasses clinking echoed in the air, like the most sincere vows in their hearts. Their laughter and words intertwined together, in this dim corner, warm and firm.

The lights in the bar flickered, and the colorful light made their figures flicker. Xiao Yiyang's face flushed slightly, which was a sign that the alcohol was gradually taking effect in his body. There was a hint of excitement and relaxation in his eyes, and his usually tense nerves finally relaxed at this moment. His deep eyes reflected the light and shadow of the bar at this moment, as if hiding countless stories.

"Come on, keep drinking! Don't go home until you're drunk today!" Xiao Yiyang said loudly, with a bit of heroism in his voice. Sweat beads slightly oozed from his forehead, sparkling under the light.

Mu Yundi also shouted, "Okay, we won't go home until we're drunk!" His voice was a little hoarse, but full of passion.

Bottles of wine were opened one after another, and they enjoyed this rare time together. Every glass of wine brought with it their memories of the past and their expectations for the future. They talked about the hardships of starting a business together, the days when they worked day and night for a project, and the moments of encouragement when facing difficulties.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yiyang had already drunk a lot of wine and his head began to feel dizzy. His eyes became blurry and his body shook involuntarily.

"Brothers, we've really had a great time today. I have to go back first." Xiao Yiyang stood up shakily, trying to keep his balance, but still staggered a little.

"Second brother, are you okay like this? How about we ask someone to take you back?" Song Yan had drunk a lot and his face was red, but he still asked with concern.

"It's okay, I can still walk, you guys continue to play." Xiao Yiyang waved his hands, trying to make his movements look resolute, but his swaying figure betrayed him. He staggered out of the bar, and the cool breeze at night made him a little more sober, but his steps were still weak.

Xiao Yiyang sat in the car, leaning back in his seat, his eyes a little dull. The driver carefully started the car and drove towards his home. Along the way, his thoughts were a little confused, thinking about the gathering with his brothers tonight, his heart was full of emotion. The ups and downs they had experienced together, the days of mutual support, kept flashing in his mind like movie scenes.

The car slowly stopped at the entrance of the luxurious villa. Xiao Yiyang pushed open the door with great effort. His body swayed, his steps were weak, as if every step was on cotton, and he walked into the house with difficulty.

Leng Ruofei was sorting out documents in the study upstairs. When she heard the noise coming from downstairs, she hurriedly put down the documents in her hand and walked down quickly. When she saw Xiao Yiyang drunk, her brows knitted tightly, and her eyes showed both concern for his health and a hint of anger.

"Yi Yang, why did you drink so much?" Leng Ruofei's voice was filled with anxiety and concern.

When Xiao Yiyang heard Leng Ruofei's voice, he tried to raise his head and a somewhat ruffian smile appeared on his face: "Fei'er, I...I want to get together with my brothers." His voice was heavily drunk, and every word was unclear, as if his tongue was out of control.

Leng Ruofei shook her head helplessly, walked forward, stretched out her slender but strong arm to support Xiao Yiyang, and said angrily: "Sit down first, I'll pour you a glass of water." Her movements were gentle but firm, and she carefully helped Xiao Yiyang sit down on the sofa.

Xiao Yiyang slumped heavily on the sofa, his eyes were a little blurry and unfocused, as if he was still immersed in the joyful atmosphere of the party. His cheeks were flushed, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his breathing was a little rapid.

Leng Ruofei quickly came over with a cup of warm water and handed it to Xiao Yiyang: "Drink some water to sober up." Her voice was gentle and concerned, and her eyes as soft as water fell on Xiao Yiyang.

Xiao Yiyang took the cup of water, his hands trembling, and the water almost spilled out. He took a sip, and the water flowed down his throat. The cool feeling made him a little more sober.

"Fei'er, I'm so happy today." Xiao Yiyang said while holding Leng Ruofei's hand. He held her hand a little harder, as if he was afraid that she would leave suddenly. His eyes were shining with excitement. Although he was drunk, he could still feel the joy in his heart.

Leng Ruofei sat beside him and sighed softly: "You can be happy, but you can't drink so much, it's bad for your health. I remember you don't drink." Her eyes were full of heartache, and she reached out and gently wiped the sweat from Xiao Yiyang's forehead.

Xiao Yiyang embraced Leng Ruofei in his arms, hugged her tightly, and murmured, "I know, but I can't help it when I'm with my brothers. The pressure has been too great during this period, and when I'm with them, I just want to indulge myself." His voice was low and hoarse, with endless fatigue and depression.

Leng Ruofei leaned in Xiao Yiyang's arms, feeling his body temperature and heartbeat. The strong heartbeat made her feel at ease. She said softly, "I understand that you have a deep relationship. They have been worried about you during this period." Her hand gently patted Xiao Yiyang's back, as if comforting a wounded child.

Xiao Yiyang stroked Leng Ruofei's hair, and the silky soft hair slid through his fingertips. He said, "Fei'er, it's great to have you by my side." His voice was low and affectionate, as if he was making an eternal vow.

Leng Ruofei raised her head and looked at Xiao Yiyang. Her eyes were firm and gentle, like the brightest stars in the night sky: "Yiyang, no matter what, I will always be with you." Her eyes were full of love and determination, which left no room for doubt.

Xiao Yiyang lowered his head and kissed Leng Ruofei's lips affectionately. Leng Ruofei responded to his kiss, and the two people's breath intertwined, everything around them seemed to no longer exist, and time stopped at this moment. Their kiss was passionate and deep, as if to merge each other's souls into one.

After a long time, they reluctantly parted.

"Yi Yang, go take a shower and have a good sleep, you'll feel more comfortable." Leng Ruofei said, her cheeks slightly red, her eyes full of tenderness and concern.

Xiao Yiyang nodded, stood up and walked towards the bathroom. His steps were still a little unsteady, and he was swaying, but under Leng Ruofei's expectant gaze, he tried to keep his balance.

Walking into the bathroom, Xiao Yiyang turned on the shower head, and the warm water sprayed down and hit his body. He closed his eyes and let the water wash over his body, trying to wash away his fatigue and drunkenness. Leng Ruofei's concerned eyes and gentle words kept appearing in his mind, and his heart was filled with warmth and touching.

After taking a shower, Xiao Yiyang came out wrapped in only a white bath towel. There were still drops of water on his hair, which slid down his cheeks, passed over his resolute chin, and dripped onto his broad chest. His muscular figure was vaguely visible under the bath towel, exuding a unique charm.

Leng Ruofei had already made the bed. When she saw Xiao Yiyang coming out, her eyes unconsciously lingered on him for a moment, and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Xiao Yiyang was lying on the bed, exuding the fragrance of after bathing, a fresh and relaxing smell.

Leng Ruofei lay beside him, gently massaging his temples. Her fingers were gentle and powerful, and each press was just right, making Xiao Yiyang feel extremely comfortable. Her movements were very focused, as if she was treating a precious treasure.

"Fei'er, I feel very lucky to have you and those brothers." Xiao Yiyang said, with a hint of fatigue and satisfaction in his voice. He closed his eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of tranquility and warmth.