After the Fake Young Lady Stole Everything from Me, I Became the World's Sweetheart

Chapter 121: Chapter One-Hundred and Twenty-One: Encounter

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

Fang Xi vomited in the restroom, washed her face, and touched up her makeup. Her face was too pale, so she had to use blush to add some color to her complexion. After she was done tidying up her appearance, she pushed the restroom door open and staggered out on swaying feet. Fang Xi then composed herself and walked towards her private room, thinking, ‘Just one last round. I’ll drink those guys under the table, and today”s mission will be over and done with!’

“Fang Xi? It’s really you!” someone said as they suddenly grabbed her arm, and before she knew it, a tall figure stood before her. Fang Xi’s heart quivered. She looked up and met the eyes that appeared in her dreams every night. She even forgot to breathe.

Xi Cheng looked at the exquisitely made-up woman before him in disbelief.

‘Its Fang Xi, it’s really her! The Fang Xi I’ve been thinking about day and night!’

However, she seemed a little different from the Fang Xi he knew. His Fang Xi was gentle, obedient, caring, and virtuous—like the girl next door. The woman before him looked like Fang Xi but had a competent air about her that his Fang Xi didn’t have. He was momentarily stunned as he stared at her.

Fang Xi took a deep breath and shook off Xi Cheng’s hand. She was about to speak when a voice called out from the other end of the corridor, “Xi Cheng! Hurry up, everyone’s waiting for you!”

Fang Xi’s heart ached, and she walked past Xi Cheng without saying a word. Xi Cheng turned around and grabbed her arm again. “Fang Xi! You owe me an explanation!” he demanded.

Fang Xi stood still. Every word Xi Cheng said was like a nail to her heart. She slowly turned around and raised her head to look at Xi Cheng. Gazing at the face that made her heart ache until it went numb, she smiled brightly and reminded him, “Mr. Xi, your fiancée is calling you! ”

Xi Cheng froze. Lin Yu’s voice sounded again, asking, “Xi Cheng! What are you doing?” Fang Xi saw the figure walk over from the corner of her eye. She once again shook off Xi Cheng’s hand and hurried towards her private room.

“Fang Xi!” Xi Cheng softly called her. Fang Xi didn’t turn around; a man who didn’t even dare to call out her name wasn’t worth it. However, her tears fell uncontrollably.

Lin Yu came over and inquired, “Xi Cheng, what are you doing here? Did you meet someone you know?” She glanced around warily. The lights were too dim, so she couldn’t see who the person talking to Xi Cheng was; she could only tell it was a woman.

“No, it was a drunk stranger,” Xi Cheng replied indifferently. They moved towards their private room. As they passed the room that Fang Xi had entered, Xi Cheng looked through the small glass window on the door and saw Fang Xi guzzling down a large glass of beer.

‘ When did she learn how to drink?! Why didn’t I know about this?!’ he thought, thunderstruck.

“Everyone’s waiting for you. Ye Kun says he has to leave early, so hurry and go say goodbye to him!” Lin Yu chattered idly.

“If he wants to leave, then leave. There’s no need to be this polite with him,” Xi Cheng answered dully.

“I know you two are good friends born in the same delivery room, but you still have to be polite,” Lin Yu coaxed him like she would a child. Xi Cheng didn’t say anything. He lowered his head and pushed open their private room’s door.

“Hey, look who’s back!” Liang Han shouted. “Why did you run off when the drinks were flowing? Do you really need to go to the toilet so often? You’re a terrible drinking partner!”

Xi Cheng was a little distracted and ignored Liang Han. Lin Yu, though, smiled and uttered, “He can’t hold his drink as well as you guys, but he’s too embarrassed to admit defeat.”

Ever since Lin Yu got engaged to Xi Cheng, she virtually became Xi Cheng’s spokesperson. She always followed him to the rare gatherings he had with his friends and brought her best friends along without fail. Most of their conversation was her answering on behalf of Xi Cheng.

Liang Han gave Xi Cheng a complicated look. Ye Kun nudged him and said, “Stop messing around! Xi Cheng, I have to go soon. I have a meeting tomorrow morning. ”

Xi Cheng tugged at his collar impatiently and scowled, “Whatever, just go. It’s always work with you! You’re always busy!”

Ye Kun was stupefied. He didn’t understand what had gotten into Xi Cheng this time. Xi Cheng pushed him away and wanted to sit next to Shi Nian, but Lin Yu’s best friend—Gu Man—sat not far away from Shi Nian. There wasn’t enough space to sit another person between them. Xi Cheng’s mood worsened when he saw this, and he pushed Ye Kun again and sat opposite Shi Nian.

“Hey!” Ye Kun cried, and his expression darkened. He couldn’t bear with Xi Cheng and berated, “What was that for? What’s with the angry face? What’s bothering you, and why are you taking it out on me?”

Xi Cheng snatched a bottle from the table and took a large swig. He glanced at Ye Kun and muttered, “I’m not taking anything out on you.”

Liang Han couldn’t stand it anymore and spoke, “You’re out of line, Xi Cheng. What’s with the long face? We invited you out for a drink out of goodwill.. You didn’t have to come if you aren’t happy being here!”