Chapter 62: Stay, Okay?

Suddenly, Su Lingya turned her gaze toward Wei Ziqing. Her eyes were already red and filled with swirling tears, and they were full of doubt.

She wanted to know if Wei Ziqing had done this!

Brother Yang was dead!

How could Su Lingya not know what this meant for her?

She was free. She no longer had to live in fear. How could she not be happy? This was something Su Lingya had never dared to imagine!

Wei Ziqing did not speak. He did not know what had happened between her and Brother Yang, he did not want to know, and he did not answer Su Lingya’s doubt.

He only said softly, “Let’s go. Go home. You have been tired these past two days!”

Su Lingya’s body trembled slightly, and she slowly lowered her head. After a long time, she looked up. Tears had already slid down her cheeks. Her voice was somewhat hoarse and even carried a hint of a plea: “Come drink with me. I want to drink!”

She wanted to cry, but she did not want to look pathetic in front of Wei Ziqing. However, she simply wanted to vent, to release the bitterness that had been suppressed in her heart for these past few years.

Wei Ziqing hesitated for a moment. After all, in her current state, Su Lingya really needed a good rest. But in the end, he nodded: “Alright, let’s go!”

The two walked side by side. Neither of them said anything as they found a late-night snack stall by the roadside.

Perhaps Su Lingya really wanted to drink. As soon as they sat down, she shouted to the owner of the stall: “Boss, a case of beer! And some barbecue!”

“Coming right up, just a moment!”

Soon, the boss brought over the case of beer.

Seeing the alcohol arrive, Su Lingya impatiently opened a bottle and threw it to Wei Ziqing. Then, without even touching a glass, she drank directly from the bottle. Her momentum was as if she intended to get herself drunk right then and there.

Wei Ziqing frowned and grabbed Su Lingya’s slender arm. He snatched the bottle away and said in a low voice, “This isn’t drinking; this is risking your life!”

Su Lingya originally wanted to grab the alcohol back, but hearing Wei Ziqing’s words, she immediately lowered her head in silence. Her body trembled slightly. Under the cover of night, Wei Ziqing could see a few crystal drops falling one by one from where she lowered her head.

A flicker of panic appeared on Wei Ziqing’s face. What he feared most were women’s tears, and Su Lingya had already cried more than once in front of him today.

He opened his mouth, wanting to cheer her up, but he did not know how to comfort her. After all, he had no idea what had actually happened between her and that Brother Yang.

“You must be curious why I am a widow, and why I was entangled with Brother Yang and owed him money, right?” Su Lingya did not look up. She simply poured herself a glass of wine and drank it with her head lowered.

Wei Ziqing did not speak; he only nodded. He realized that at this moment, it was best for him to be a quiet listener.

“I am a local of Star City. My family was quite wealthy. My father ran a small shop. Although it was a small business, we lived happily together. But three years ago, everything changed…”

Wei Ziqing frowned and continued listening to Su Lingya.

“At that time, I was studying business management abroad. I had only one year left before graduating from Harvard. But I suddenly received a phone call from my mother saying something had happened at home. I was shocked and immediately returned to the country…”

Speaking of this, Su Lingya’s tears fell faster. She held the bottle and continuously poured herself drinks, drinking glass after glass.

Her voice was bitter and helpless, but she still managed to speak in fragments. As Su Lingya spoke, Wei Ziqing felt more and more sympathy for the woman in front of him.

It turned out that her father had not just had an “accident,” but had his hands chopped off. The reason was gambling in casinos and owing massive debts, and the creditor was exactly that Brother Yang!

With millions in external debt and no way to pay it back, Su Lingya’s father went straight to the balcony and ended his life. He left behind a huge mess for Su Lingya and her mother.

This was why Su Lingya worked several jobs every day, trying to pay back the money. But how could it be that easy?

Millions in debt, plus interest—even paying every month, it could never be cleared. It was like a bottomless pit!

“Then… what about your husband?” Wei Ziqing asked softly. She was a widow, so where were her in-laws? Was there really no one to help her?

“Husband?” Su Lingya gave a bitter smile: “I have never been married. Where would a husband come from?”

“Not married, then you…” Wei Ziqing was stunned. Had she not said she was a widow? Why was she not married? This…

“I originally had a boyfriend, but when he heard about this, he broke up with me!” Su Lingya looked up. Her exquisite face was already covered in tears and a bitter smile: “As for being a widow… it was just to avoid some trouble!”

Wei Ziqing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he did not know how to begin. He had never imagined that Su Lingya had such a story.

Eventually, he sighed softly and said, “Everything is in the past…”

“Yes, everything is in the past!” Su Lingya poured herself more wine. Empty bottles already filled the space in front of her.

Wei Ziqing stopped trying to stop Su Lingya from drinking. Let her drink; after getting drunk, everything could start over. She deserved to vent.

Sighing silently, Wei Ziqing poured a glass for Su Lingya. Su Lingya drank it in one gulp. With a drunken, blurred yet red gaze, she looked at Wei Ziqing: “What about you? You aren’t an ordinary person, right? I bet the stories in your life aren’t fewer than mine?”

“I…”

Wei Ziqing fell silent for a moment and said softly, “Maybe. Sometimes when I think about it, I am actually very similar to you…”

Zzz…

Wei Ziqing’s gaze drifted, falling into scenes from the past. Just as he was about to talk about his own affairs, he was suddenly interrupted by a snoring sound. He looked up.

He saw that the wine glass in Su Lingya’s hand had already fallen to the ground, and she had fallen asleep soundly, slumped over the table.

“Drunk already?” Wei Ziqing smiled helplessly but said nothing more. He drank some wine himself and then paid the bill.

After hesitating for a moment, he carried Su Lingya, hailed a taxi, and headed toward the building where he lived.

…

Su Lingya’s room was very tidy, unlike his own. Upon entering, a fragrance wafted toward him—the same scent that was on Su Lingya’s body.

After finding her room, Wei Ziqing placed her on the bed. Looking at her face, which was flushed red from the alcohol, he felt a bit dazed. Without her usual strength, she became even more charming.

He gently tucked her in with a blanket. Wei Ziqing turned to leave, but as he did, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

“Stay, okay?” Su Lingya had opened her eyes at some unknown point. Her eyes were full of blurriness and desire as she looked at Wei Ziqing expectantly.

Combined with the effect of the alcohol, a tempting cleavage was revealed at her chest. Wei Ziqing, who had already drunk some wine, felt a fire in his heart. Now hearing these words and seeing her in this state, he felt the fire rising rapidly.