Chapter 618: Chapter 618: Both Men are Scum
 

“Then he’s just blind and needs treatment,” Xu Chaomu defended Yu Weiwei.

“I’m blind too, otherwise, I wouldn’t have fallen for him back then,” Yu Weiwei said with a bitter smile.

“Him getting your affection was his good fortune,” Xu Chaomu said, “but alas, he didn’t have the fortune to marry you.”

Xu Chaomu comforted Yu Weiwei, but she still felt quite regretful about Li Beiting marrying Mi Fei.

In her eyes, Yu Weiwei and Li Beiting were well matched.

“Yes, he didn’t have the fortune to marry me, but I will live a better life than him in the future,” Yu Weiwei laughed, but her smile was clearly filled with bitterness.

After drinking another large glass, Yu Weiwei lifted the bottle and realized that it was empty.

When she stood up to get more alcohol, Xu Chaomu hurriedly stopped her: “Weiwei, stop drinking, you have to go to work tomorrow.”

“It doesn’t matter if I go or not,” Yu Weiwei slurred, “I want to drink…”

Xu Chaomu couldn’t stop her at all, as Yu Weiwei stood up and took another bottle of liquor from the cabinet.

It was strong baijiu, which even Xu Chaomu found startling to look at.

She remembered how, five years ago, when Shen Chi was getting married, it was Yu Weiwei who had drunk with her. Now, five years later, she was the one accompanying Yu Weiwei in drinking.

She wished that everyone could be happy, but life doesn’t always turn out as one hopes.

This time, Yu Weiwei didn’t even bother with a glass; she just opened the bottle and drank directly from it.

“Weiwei, you can’t drink like this, it will harm your body. It’s not worth hurting yourself. Didn’t you just say you were going to live better than that bastard Li Beiting?”

Xu Chaomu tried to take the liquor bottle from Yu Weiwei’s hand, but Yu Weiwei wouldn’t let her.

“Which bastard are you talking about? I don’t remember him anymore…” Yu Weiwei said indifferently while drinking.

There was a hidden melancholy between her brows, which made Xu Chaomu’s heart ache even more.

“Alright, let’s talk about your research institute instead. Is everything back to normal there?” Xu Chaomu changed the subject.

“It’s all good, but I still owe your family’s beast sixty-five million…”

“He’s not in a hurry for the money; you don’t need to keep thinking about it and burden yourself.”

“I’ll pay him back when I have the money…”

“Alright, alright, you’ll pay him back.”

Yu Weiwei had gone from being tipsy to completely drunk. Unlike Xu Chaomu, when she got drunk, she became silent.

If Xu Chaomu didn’t speak, neither did she.

Xu Chaomu would say something only if Yu Weiwei asked.

While Xu Chaomu snacked, Yu Weiwei drank.

Soon, another bottle neared its end. Xu Chaomu couldn’t take it anymore and quickly stopped her, not allowing Weiwei to get more alcohol.

“I really don’t understand why you keep so much alcohol at home,” Xu Chaomu muttered.

She saw that Yu Weiwei had a whole box of good liquor hidden in the cabinet.

Did she drink when she was unhappy, all by herself at home?

“Chaomu, get me another bottle of liquor; I still want to drink… I’m not drunk… I’m quite sober…” Yu Weiwei begged.

Xu Chaomu steadied her: “Still saying you’re not drunk, how many fingers is this?”

Xu Chaomu extended two fingers and wagged them in front of Yu Weiwei’s face.

“Two,” Yu Weiwei laughed.

“Right, you’re ‘two’!” Xu Chaomu said. “Haven’t we just agreed that Li Beiting, that guy, isn’t handsome enough, doesn’t have long legs, isn’t gentle or considerate enough, and isn’t rich enough? I’m telling you, with your qualifications, I could find you someone like Shen Chi any day.”

“Oh, why don’t you just give Shen Chi to me then.”

“Would you dare to take him?”

“I certainly wouldn’t want him…” Yu Weiwei mumbled fuzzily, “I don’t fancy Shen Chi, nor do I fancy Li Beiting…”

“Right, both those men are scum, scum, SCUM with a capital ‘S’!” Xu Chaomu fumed, “Let’s go find some young, tender meat together, not those old men.”

“I want a well-done young man, a tender and succulent young man…” Yu Weiwei said dreamily.

“Mhm, be good and sleep, tomorrow baby will take you to find a young man,” Xu Chaomu promised.

Xu Chaomu, supporting Yu Weiwei, walked toward the bedroom, but Yu Weiwei clutched at her sleeve, refusing to go to bed.

“Chaomu, my stomach hurts…”

Yu Weiwei clutched her stomach, furrowing her eyebrows in pain, squatting down.

“What’s wrong? Did you drink too much? Do you have any stomach medicine here?” Xu Chaomu was panicked.

She half-squatted down too, patting Yu Weiwei’s back.

“No… nothing…” Yu Weiwei looked disheartened.

“Hang in there for a bit, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

Xu Chaomu, helping Yu Weiwei, walked outside; today she had come to cheer Yu Weiwei up, but it turned into comforting her through drinking.

Being a pregnant woman, it wasn’t easy for her to move around; by the time she helped Yu Weiwei to the elevator, she was sweating profusely.

“Weiwei, does it still hurt? Hang on just a little longer.”

“Chaomu, don’t worry about me, I’ll be fine after I sleep…”

“Did you use to sleep it off when you had stomach pain before?” Xu Chaomu worried faintly.

“Yeah… sleeping is better than any medicine…”

“You’re a doctor yourself; how can you disregard all medical knowledge. Whatever the illness, you absolutely must not delay treatment, postponing can lead to serious issues. No, I have to take you to the hospital.”

“Taking medicine feels bad…” Yu Weiwei was reluctant to go.

Xu Chaomu scolded her, “When you’re sick, you need to take medicine. Are you a three-year-old child?!”

Only then did Yu Weiwei behave, staying quiet, letting Xu Chaomu support her into the elevator.

While waiting for the elevator, Xu Chaomu thought that she must make a phone call.

After some thought, the first person she decided to call was Li Beiting.

Actually, she also wanted to know, did Li Beiting truly have no feelings for Yu Weiwei anymore?

Shen Chi told her to mind her business, but she thought, this wouldn’t count as interfering, would it?

She searched through Yu Weiwei’s phone and found Li Beiting’s number.

To her surprise, the two had been in contact via phone recently.

Xu Chaomu, while Yu Weiwei wasn’t paying attention, made a call to Li Beiting.

At that moment, Li Beiting, sitting in his study working, when he saw the call from Yu Weiwei, froze completely.

At that instant, his mind went blank, completely halting all movement. He even forgot to flick the ash off his cigarette.

So much so, that he didn’t react at all to the first ring.

Xu Chaomu was really anxious; why wouldn’t Li Beiting answer the phone?

Was he trying to completely cut ties with Yu Weiwei?

“Chaomu… who are you calling?” Yu Weiwei, half-squinting, looked toward Xu Chaomu.

Xu Chaomu, supporting her into the elevator, said, “The doctor, the doctor…”

“Oh…” Yu Weiwei responded, then closed her eyes, leaning on Xu Chaomu’s shoulder.

The second time the call went through, Li Beiting answered immediately.

“Weiwei…” A low and husky voice came from the other end.

“Are you busy?” Xu Chaomu asked anxiously.

Upon hearing Xu Chaomu’s voice, Li Beiting’s brow furrowed, and he stood up from his chair.

“Chaomu, what’s wrong?”

“Weiwei has a stomachache, I’m taking her to the nearby First Hospital emergency room. Don’t blame me for not calling you!”