Before the fun was over, Yun Qiao stood up to say goodbye. She said she still had friends.
It was almost ten o'clock in the evening, and it was time for the old lady and others to go back to rest, and the third concubine also had to leave.
Hao Wanyun saw off his third concubine, and Yun Qiao went to get drinks.
When she came back from the drink counter, she held a small tray with three wine glasses in her hand.
The people at the head table have already left.
She went straight to the small balcony, not paying attention to the farce just now.
On the small balcony, Xi Lanting and Cheng Li sat alone, talking across the small table.
"...Why did it take you so long?" Xi Lanting asked in a lazy tone when he saw her coming in.
Yun Qiao: "I met the old lady and the others. Wenjie made rude remarks and was beaten by the governor's wife. I watched the excitement."
Xi Lanting: "It's outrageous."
"It's normal to like to watch the excitement, why is it so outrageous?" Yun Qiao retorted.
Xi Lanting: "Wenjie is outrageous."
Yun Qiao: "..."
That's true.
Yun Qiao wasted half of his life to save the governor, which was equivalent to saving Xi Wenjie's luxurious and wealthy life. But it was really shameful for her to treat her like that.
Fortunately, the governor's wife is an adult and knows how to weigh the pros and cons. Even if she embarrasses her daughter in public, she cannot make Yun Qiao feel cold.
In this regard, the governor's wife is quite grateful for her kindness.
Of course, it is more likely that the governor's wife showed her attitude in front of her mother-in-law.
"Anyway, I'm relieved. Whether she looks good or not is none of my business. She's not my daughter," Yun Qiao said.
Xi Lanting nodded and took the drink from her tray.
When Yun Qiao gave Cheng Li the drink again, she noticed that Cheng Li was looking at her strangely, as if he didn't know her and wanted to see through her.
Did she behave strangely in front of Xi Lanting?
Cheng Li took the whiskey and drank it in one gulp.
Yun Qiao: "Second brother, drink slowly, this wine has a strong stamina."
Cheng Li: "It's okay, I still have enough drinking capacity."
He glanced at his watch and said to Xi Lanting, "It's late at night, so I'll take my leave first. What else can Master Qi say?"
"Walk slowly." Xi Lanting said in a bad tone.
He took the wine in his hand and didn't drink it.
Cheng Li stood up.
He staggered slightly.
Yun Qiao: "Second brother, are you okay?"
Cheng Li helped the table and smiled in a low voice: "This wine is really powerful. It really has stamina. I'm a little drunk."
The lights on the small balcony were dim. Yun Qiao only felt that Cheng Li was a little unsteady on his feet, but did not notice that his face was as pale as paper.
He said goodbye, but Yun Qiao only said to call him tomorrow but did not send it.
After Cheng Li left, Yun Qiao and Xi Lanting also left the hotel. The two of them stood at the door, waiting for Xi Rong to drive over.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Xi Lanting's sleeves being wet. Yun Qiao thought he had accidentally touched the drink and reached out to pull him away: "Uncle Qi, your sleeves..."
She pulled her up and saw under the light that Xi Lanting's hands were covered in blood.
She was stunned: "Why are you injured? Where is the injury?"
Xi Lanting sneered, very sinisterly: "I got bitten by a bastard, damn it!"
Yun Qiao: "..."
So, was he injured by Cheng Li?
That Cheng Lifang staggered when he stood up, was it not because he was drunk, but because he was also injured? After all, Uncle Qi would not suffer such a big loss for no reason.
"Where was it bitten?" Yun Qiao asked him to let go of his hand.
Xi Lanting was relieved.
There was a deep gash in his mouth, and blood was pouring out.
At this time, Cheng Li was sitting in the car, covering his mouth with a handkerchief.
The driver drove the car very fast, crossed the bridge, and entered Qian's Mansion directly.
Cheng Li didn't bother to say hello. He covered his mouth with one hand and said to Qian Changping with cold sweat on his face: "Uncle Qian, I want a secluded place and don't let anyone disturb me for three days!"
Qian Changping's eyes were full of worry: "Ali, what are you..."
Cheng Li waved his hand.
Qian Changping didn't waste any time and led him to a small courtyard in the back garden.
Cheng Li walked very slowly, his forehead and back were covered with sweat, and his whole body seemed to be soaked through.
Qian Changping was filled with questions, but Cheng Li quickly closed the courtyard door.
His grip loosened and he fell to the ground, vomiting blood profusely.