Chapter 210 Pouring Sorrows into Wine

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Ye Ningyuan and Cheng Anya followed everyone's gazes to see them laughing and chatting while offering drinks to Gu Rui. They were smiling so sincerely.

Tang Si glanced at it once, then whispered something to Ye San. He raised his eyebrows slightly before throwing out two words, "Immature!"

Cheng Anya smiled and said, "You're getting old; if you envy your son's youth, just say so. When you were young, you did even more immature things."

Ye San let out a cold snort.

Tang Si said, "Anya, I'm curious how your Nie Mo managed to form such a close group with Lin Ning and the others. They seem so incompatible, like blocks of ice; it's hard to imagine them getting along."

Ye Ningyuan said, "We've been working on a study recently that suggests everyone has a unique magnetism within their body that attracts certain types of people. Mental cases tend to attract each other, as do ladies and monks with nuns, and scoundrels with other scoundrels."

Cheng Anya laughed; if this was true, then the group must be made up entirely of scoundrels.

She smiled again and asked, "What about Wen Lan"

"She took Xiao Nian to the restroom,"

they were still trying to get Gu Rui drunk; it seemed they wanted him completely soused. Warmth ate a few bites of light dishes before getting up to go to the bathroom. Cai Xiaojing noticed her flushed cheeks and dazed eyes, likely indicating she was somewhat inebriated. She intended to support Warmth but Warmth shook her head and asked Cai Xiaojing to sit down instead; she would manage on her own.

In addition to the wedding hall, a cold breeze hit her face, making her feel warm and comfortable. Her mind cleared up as she went to the restroom. She sat there for quite some time before suddenly hearing a scream outside, "Season, did you see That man who just walked by is so handsome! He's stunning. Who is he"

"Which one are you talking about"

"The man in the silver-grey suit, of course. He’s incredibly attractive."

"I don’t know. There are many people here that I don't recognize, but the only thing I can say with certainty is that everyone who came here must be important figures."

…

Warmin sat there for a while and didn't come out until it was quiet outside again. Women are always curious about handsome men; today they have plenty to gossip about since Ye Feimo’s group alone could rival any current heartthrobs.

When she walked out, her heels were too high, and being slightly drunk, she tripped on the steps and nearly fell forward. Suddenly, a pair of strong hands caught her firmly, and the faint scent of cologne enveloped her. Weakly, she leaned against him.

The hand that grabbed her was very beautiful; long fingers with well-groomed nails ending in slightly pointed tips. The skin on his hand was much fairer than average men's, and it was evident from the size of his palm that this man had a strong grip.

"Miss, are you alright" A handsome male voice rang out above her head as he helped her stand straight again.

"Thank you," Warmin touched her head but didn’t look up. After thanking him, she stepped back to leave when another stumble occurred, and the man caught her around the waist, his voice laced with amusement, "Miss, it looks like you're quite drunk. Why don't you sit down for a while before leaving"

He guided Warmin over to a long bench on the opposite side. She leaned tiredly against him, tilting her face upward and closing her eyes to enjoy the warmth of the sunlight. It felt so comfortable; suddenly, she sensed darkness falling across her vision, as if something had blocked out the sun. Gently opening her eyes, she saw that he was using his hand to shield her from the glare. Her gaze rose to see a stunningly handsome face framed by sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, with a straight nose and slightly upturned lips.

His appearance wasn't just striking at first glance; it was captivating over time, especially those deep-set eyes that seemed otherworldly. With a faint smile, he carefully shielded her from the overly bright rays of sunlight.

His smile was like a warm breeze that swept across her eyebrows, making her mind momentarily flutter. Her body unconsciously sat up straight. He was dressed in a well-tailored silver-gray suit, which accentuated his refined demeanor, reminiscent of bamboo and pine trees. She realized for the first time what it meant to be as gentle and kind as jade. The mild and amiable smile in his eyes made one feel they had known him for many years.

"I'm really sorry to trouble you..." Warmth apologized instinctively.

“It's no trouble at all,” the man smiled lightly. Warmth thought silently, what a good-looking man he was; his smile made people feel comfortable and gave them full-hearted joy. It was a pleasure just looking at his smile.

Warmth also genuinely smiled back, her slightly flushed eyes giving off an indescribable charm. The corners of the man's lips curved upward as sunlight streamed down and a gentle breeze blew through, making Warmth’s mood unusually bright.

The man lightly said with a smile: "Is something bothering you"

"It's nothing, just a breakup," Warmth smiled indifferently.

The man was taken aback and said, “No wonder you're drowning your sorrows in alcohol.”

Warmth chuckled and tilted her head to look at him: "Do I look like someone who’s drowning their sorrows"

"Very much so!"

"You’re such a bore. At this moment, to comfort my wounded little heart, you should have said it doesn’t show."

The man smiled and replied, "I don't think your little heart looks injured.

"How can there not be injuries I'm hurt inside, and it hurts," said Warmth with a dazed smile as she turned her head to look at him, leaning in close as if sharing a secret, "Have you ever been heartbroken"

The man thought for a moment, "No!"

Warmth stood up and patted his shoulder, giving him some heartfelt advice, "Brother, men who have never experienced heartbreak are immature. They... they aren't real men, yeah, that's it."

The man smiled slightly, looking up at her face and finding her incredibly endearing. He couldn't resist reaching out to stroke her cheek, "What's your name"

"I'm not telling you. I'll tell you when you're heartbroken," Warmth chuckled as she flopped back onto the chair. The man was worried she might bump into something and held her gently, supporting her waist carefully until she sat down.

“Why wait till I’m heartbroken to tell me your name”

"I’ll be heartbroken too when you are. It’s like two lost souls finding each other. Let's be a pair then, ha ha..." Warmth scratched her head. The man was taken aback and burst into laughter.

He seemed to rarely laugh so freely; his laughter was warm as spring sunshine in winter, making her feel incredibly comfortable, like sunlight enveloping her body. She leaned back on the chair, opened her eyes slightly to look at him, and found his handsome features refreshingly clear, like morning dew. Reaching out, she touched his eyebrows, "You’re really good-looking."

The man’s gaze softened with fondness as Warmth turned away, closing her eyes to rest. She was drunk and rather severely so; the aftereffects of the alcohol were making her a bit delirious. He shook his head as a man in black approached hurriedly, "Young Master, it's time to go."

The man nodded, looking down at Warmth lying peacefully on the chair with even breathing. Her pale face was faintly flushed under the sun’s play of light, making her look incredibly beautiful. He reached out as if to touch her cheek but pulled his hand back halfway and said quietly, "Let's go."

"Yes!"

Soon after he left, Ye Feimo came looking for Warmth. Following the path from the restroom made it easy to spot her lying on the chair. Ye Feimo was both amused and exasperated; she was already drunk. home that your mom doesn’t approve of""You don't know our family environment; how could they agree to me bringing someone from outside in The clan leader is being unreasonable. He’s forcing me to mar...