She didn’t quite understand the rules of those high-class people.
Just seeing that she drank three glasses, if she cared about her feelings, she could make Zain difficult to resolve the situation, so she also drank a glass like him.
-No. You have done perfectly – Zain looked at her slightly, -However, don’t drink alcohol indiscriminately.
Yanis was surprised.
-Look, does President Zain feel sorry for Miss Yanis?
-It’s strange. He has never taken a woman to a banquet, but now he feels anxious about women and won’t even let her have a drink.
They all ridiculed him. They were all smart. How could they not see that Zain that night was different from the past? If he was in the past, how would they dare to make a joke to Zain? After that, the cold stare he gave would fix them in place without them finishing the joke, making them not dare to move.
But that night, since he had a beautiful woman around him, Zain wouldn’t be angry at how everyone ridiculed him, and there was even a slight smile in the inky eyes.
-Since you don’t want to let Miss Yanis drink it, how about… drinking it instead of her?
What, Zain was drinking it for her? How could that be?
Yanis was about to say something, but the man smiled slightly and then actually took a sip of alcohol in front of everyone. Yanis would have stopped him. Watching him, she couldn’t say anything directly.
He just stood there in stone, looking at Zain’s charming profile, speechless.
It was shocking in the heart.
It was obvious that everyone was making a fuss for him to drink it. It wasn’t impossible that he would turn it down, though they wouldn’t go on for a look from him simply.
He…
Yanis’ heart moved, and the light in his eyes trembled slightly.
Even though he didn’t know what was going on, that why Zain was suddenly like this… he didn’t want to investigate the cause. As long as he wanted to accept it, he would be better off.
Then, after everyone confirmed that Zain really refused alcohol for Yanis and drank for her, they started frantically proposing toasts to her, but Zain did not refuse and drank a lot actually.
Until later, Yanis finally realized that Zain had drunk too much and wanted to step forward to stop him, but she was a little scared.
Looking at his eyes that seemed to have a hint of alcoholic tinge in them, Yanis could only gather her courage and step forward at last.
-Don’t drink it anymore, it will hurt your stomach.
-Look……
When the people around heard what she said, they started to make a fuss.
-She is distressed.
-Then let’s stop insisting that President Zain drink.
-How can we stop? This kind of day is so rare. Have you had this opportunity before?
Yanis, -Don’t drink anymore! -Her tone became stern. Her small face was full of concern, looking at him. Zain tilted his head to look at her and nodded his head after thinking for a moment.
-Good.
-I don’t drink.
Yanis didn’t exhale a sigh of relief until he heard the last sentence. He finally relaxed.
Others showed expressions of disappointment. Others remained who were not afraid to step forward to toast again. Then, all were turned away at the sight of Zain. The banquet was reazlidated in half actually.
However, because Zain had been toasted too much, Yanis asked to leave early.
When he wanted to go ahead to support him, Zain whispered, -I’m fine.
-Really? So you can walk alone?
-Yes.
His steps seemed really steady, but the sight, not like before. He smelled the alcohol in his body particularly heavy. Yanis followed him and saw that he accidentally bumped his forehead on his way in.
Plof!
Yanis suddenly reacted, that he might have had too much to drink!
He wasn’t drunk! But he had simply had too much to drink! His head was not clear!
Although he controlled his steps very steadily, he crashed into the car door. If he were the Zain in everyday life, he would definitely not make that mistake.
Yanis, clad in the high-heeled shoes, wanted to run forward, but because they were inconvenient, she simply took them off and took them in her hand.
-Are you all right?
Zain leaned against the car. Maybe he was a little sore from the collision, so he rested there leaning back.
When Yanis came up to him and asked about his situation, he even raised his eyes and looked at her with black, shining eyes.
-I’m fine. I just have a little headache.
-Are you sure? Shall I help you since you look like this?
Zain pursed his thin lips slightly and opened the car door, -Get in first.
He didn’t want her to look at him. Yanis could only climb in. He got in with both hands and feet. As soon as he put his shoes on, Zain had already sat down.
It was Santino who was driving the car. Seeing that they were both seated, Santino spoke no more and started straight away.
In the car, Zain leaned against the back of the chair and closed his eyes. The beautiful face had no more expression. The breath that encircled around his body looked a little cold and was filled with the smell of alcohol.
Yanis held back, and finally couldn’t help but ask her.
-Where did you crash just now, can you show me?
Zain remained in his original posture, sitting there deserted.
Yanis didn’t know whether to continue asking or not.
“Damn it. Answer me anyway. Tell me something even though it’s not necessary. I feel so ashamed not to receive any words.” she thought.
But he remembered drinking the wine she had drunk at the banquet, Yanis felt that nothing would happen because that meant he was willing to kiss her indirectly. What did he care what she did in the car? Be indifferent as it may, she could take the initiative.
Thinking about that, Yanis simply folded his legs back into the seat and curled up. Then he slowly sat up and leaned in Zain’s direction.
The closer he got to him, the more he could smell the odor of alcohol on his body. It was getting heavier and heavier. When she was in the presence watching him drink glass after glass, it seemed not to be much, but one followed another with toasts.
He should drink a lot after half the time at the banquet.
It was no wonder she was hitting her head, sitting there motionless. Should she be dizzy at that time?
After getting closer, Yanis saw that Zain’s forehead was red and a little blue. He was closing his eyes and breathing a little hard. Yanis did not wake him up but reached out his hand directly to caress the wound.
When the fingers gently fell on the wound, Zain, who had kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened them, only to find Yanis standing so close.
Yanis was surprised. He did not control his strength well and pressed it.
Before Zain changed his face, Yanis was so frightened that she removed her hand from the skin and nervously explained, -Well… I just wanted to see the wound for you. You bumped your forehead. If I don’t rub it for you, it might….
The more he spoke, Yanis felt Zain’s eyes light up more, like the light that came through a thousand mountains and rivers. Yanis, panicked by his eyes, moved his hand back silently.
-Well, if you don’t want to, then? Ah!