The man slumped alone on the bar, his hair ssy and greasy under the dazzling lights. From a distance, he looked like a drunkard, but with a glimpse, he realized it was Jin Jing’s troubled face.
Squinting as he looked at the man’s expression, ng Yan frowned slightly, sat down on the empty chair beside him, and with a calm deanor, grabbed his glass subconsciously: "Don’t drink anymore."
Jin Jing’s gaze t ng Yan’s eyes, carrying a hint of deeper aning. Surprised to encounter him in the bar, he said abruptly, "Give it to , I want to drink more."
"I don’t know how long you’ve been drinking alone. Continuing won’t solve your problems, it’ll only make you more miserable," ng Yan’s blunt words made Jin Jing’s hand on the bar clench completely.
ng Yan knew that Jin Jing and Xu Jiaojiao were having troubles again. Although he wasn’t sure of the reason, every man can recognize when another is drowning his sorrows with alcohol.
"One tequila."
ng Yan said to the bartender, his eyes revolving around Jin Jing, and directly pointed his words at Xu Jiaojiao.
"I’ve heard bits about your issues with Xu Jiaojiao, but not much detail. No matter the conflict, a woman wants your attitude and your actions. You know this in your heart."
He rarely drank with ng Yan, usually eting in settings with others around, and every encounter was about casual chatting, rarely divulging feelings.
Looking at ng Yan’s reminder, Jin Jing was painfully aware that the issue with Xu Jiaojiao was solely a person nad Yue Chengjun. But she is pregnant, and the child in her belly is his own, despite Yue Chengjun’s presence, he couldn’t ignore the child completely.
He had thought countless tis about what it would be like having his own child with Xu Jiaojiao. What kind of father he would be, and how he’d treat the child. Now he dared not to even imagine, feeling it was perhaps just his wishful thinking.
"Since you want to drink, I’ll have one last glass with you, then you’ll head ho."
ng Yan’s glass clinked against Jin Jing’s, his gaze hazy as he looked him over. Jin Jing was once high-spirited, but when it ca to matters of won and feelings, he was impulsive. His appearance showed he couldn’t calm Jiaojiao.
Jin Jing’s feelings were complex, wanting to resolve Yue Chengqun’s matter smoothly, while hoping Xu Jiaojiao would stand by, unwavering.
One tequila was quickly finished, and seeing Jin Jing showing no sign of leaving, ng Yan kindly asked: "Want to call a driver for you?"
"No need, I didn’t drive."
ng Yan spread his hands in a knowing gesture, looking at him lightly: "Jin Jing, drinking can lighten your mood, but can’t solve problems. If I were you, I’d think of solving them. I’ve got friends back there, I’m off."
Gazing at ng Yan’s departing figure as he turned towards the private room.
Jin Jing’s gaze quickly returned, the more he thought about it, the more disheartened he felt. The feeling of being caught between two won was like a sandwich, leaving him torn, not wanting to hurt anyone, yet ending up hurting Xu Jiaojiao.
When his fist loosened, Jin Jing had cleared his thoughts. But he lacked the experience to take any action, he stepped outside the bar, letting the cool wind hit his face, was much sober now, saw a taxi parked at the entrance, he waved his hand and got in.
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