C19

Ye Mingchen suddenly stood up. In the corridor of the private room, there was a thin woman with long hair that reached her waist. Her footsteps were slow.

Image... Bai Youyou.

Ye Mingchen quickly walked to the back of the man. Before he could say a word, the woman in front of him had already turned her head in curiosity.

Not her.

Ye Mingchen looked at that face. The back was too similar, but the appearance was completely different.

Bai Youyou would not put on such thick makeup, she would not frown at him, her eyes would always light up.

"What's wrong?"

No, her voice was softer and purer.

Ye Mingchen regained his senses, tightened his hands which were hanging by his sides, and spoke with a hoarse voice. "I'm fine."

He returned to his seat and put on his suit jacket.

Dong Ming saw all of this, he stood up and did not continue to speak about Bai Youyou, but actually … Ye Mingchen was rather pitiful.

"Paradise Club?" Dong Ming asked.

"Yes."

Ye Mingchen walked out of the restaurant and drove towards Paradise Club together with Dong Ming.

The people on the first floor of Paradise Club were all over the place, there were all kinds of people here, but they all knew this Young Master Ye.

Ye Mingchen found a corner and sat down, ordering a few bottles of wine and poured them into his mouth.

Dong Ming accompanied him to drink. Both of them did not make a sound, and the music on the first floor was noisy.

A few pretty women came up to them and poured wine with a smile.

Dong Ming drank a little less, always paying attention to Ye Mingchen's condition.

There was a woman sitting on his lap with her arms around his neck, and he did not refuse. There was a woman carrying wine to his mouth, and he did not refuse.

Then, when the woman brought in the red lips as a gift, Ye Mingchen's black eyes flashed as he looked at the person, stupefied to the point where the woman lost her courage.

"I'll get some more wine."

The lady got down from Ye Mingchen's body and curled her lips in embarrassment.

"Ah Chen, drink less." Dong Ming reminded her indifferently.

Ye Mingchen's face had two streaks of red on it, but his eyes were a little blurry. He drank a lot and fast, obviously wanting to get drunk.

Ye Mingchen held onto the bottle tightly, the veins on the back of his hand bulged, he stared at the wine cup and moved his lips.

The crowd was noisy, Dong Ming frowned and raised his voice: "What did you say?"

He pushed away the woman who was lying on his body like water and sat beside Ye Mingchen. Just as he sat down, he smelt the pungent smell of alcohol.

"Bai Youyou..."

The words rolled out from Ye Mingchen's throat made his spine stiffen.

He lifted Ye Mingchen up, but Ye Mingchen did not struggle. He just laid on's back and Dong Ming indicated that it took all of his strength to carry a 1.85m drunk man on his back.

Throwing Ye Mingchen onto the back of the car, Dong Ming angrily closed the door.

Ye Mingchen laid down slowly in the back seat with his eyes closed, mumbling to himself.

Dong Ming did not want to hear it. Perhaps Ye Mingchen realized that he could not let go of Bai Youyou, but he did not want to admit it.

Dong Ming took Ye Mingchen to his house and washed him clean before putting him on the bed.

Dong Ming watched for a while, then went back to his room to call Lin Qiao.

Lin Qiao was about to sleep, but when he saw the phone call, he immediately picked it up.

"Do as the Director Ye says, the company is his, he can do whatever he wants."

"But …" You should try to persuade Director Ye again … "

"It's enough to help him pull himself together and have some hope, go and do it."

Dong Ming put down his phone. He was feeling complicated, but he did not wish for Ye Mingchen to become dispirited. Bai Youyou had just left him and he was already like this.

Sometimes, no matter how deep one's obsession was, they would be defeated by reality. Wasn't Bai Youyou the same as well?