The Drunken Night: The Weeping Senior

Lin Yu looked at the message notification: "???"

Tang Yimian?!

Why would she send a message so late?

Even though their relationship had made some verbal progress.

Given her personality, she was definitely not the type of girl to suddenly bother someone late at night.

Especially...

A thirty-five-second long voice message!

A thirty-nine-second long voice message!

A forty-five-second long voice message!

Three consecutive messages left Lin Yu completely dumbfounded.

Could she have had too much to drink again?

How could he dare to listen to such long voice messages in public!

Who could guarantee that he wouldn't hear something weird once he played them?

The safest method, naturally, was to convert them to text and read them bit by bit.

While reading, Lin Yu also had to try his best to remain calm.

The three girls beside him had their eyes light up one after another the moment they saw Lin Yu pick up his phone.

If they noticed something was off, it wouldn't be easy to explain.

"Tang Yimian: Boohoo, Little Yu, I blah blah... I'm at... boohoo..."

"Tang Yimian: Do you know? I actually boohoo... blah blah..."

"Tang Yimian: In school, I'm really just blah blah blah..."

Lin Yu: "..."

What on earth is Senior Sister Tang doing?

WeChat's voice-to-text translation had completely crashed and burned!

Aside from the sobbing and babbling, there was way too little useful information, right?

Lin Yu had to read and guess at the same time.

While guessing, he had to maintain a composed expression.

Even without hearing the audio, Lin Yu could still figure it out.

Tang Yimian must be in a terrible mood right now, otherwise, why would she be bawling her eyes out?

She usually spoke methodically, explaining things from beginning to end, but today she was slurring her words so badly.

There was a high probability that... she was drunk!

If someone were with her, why would Tang Yimian send Lin Yu a barrage of lengthy voice messages?

It was very likely that she was drinking all by herself!

Wasn't this an absolute major crisis?

"Lin Yu: Where are you?"

Lin Yu didn't say anything else and directly asked the most pressing question.

Whatever the issue or reason for her drinking, he could slowly ask about it later.

Her safety was the most important thing right now!

Seeing Lin Yu deliberately trying to control his facial expressions, Huang Feirong couldn't help but laugh:

"Dayu, your expression is quite spectacular!"

"Did Huang Feiya send you something fun again?"

"We're all so familiar with each other, don't be stingy, share it with us, won't you?"

It was rare for the queen of dirty jokes to find an excuse for Lin Yu.

As it happened, Lin Yu didn't want to admit that the person messaging him was Senior Sister Tang.

Going along with the flow and shifting the blame onto Huang Feiya was the best choice right now.

"It's nothing, really..."

"I told Huang Feiya to come to my designated place at eleven o'clock to pick up the auctioned antiques."

"She's quite the flirt, asking me if I meant tonight."

The moment he said this.

Everyone's attention immediately focused on Huang Feiya's provocative words.

Shen Buyao gripped her teacup tightly and said fiercely:

"She's really impatient, huh? Eleven o'clock at night..."

"Is she really going there just to pick up antiques? I'm too embarrassed to even call her out on it!"

Lin Yu held back his laughter and nodded in appreciation.

Too embarrassed to call her out?

Aren't you already doing exactly that!

When there was no external interference, the group's conversation topics usually centered around roasting each other.

Once an outside enemy appeared.

Everyone's sense of unity was completely mobilized.

Even Shen Jiuyi, the master of staying neutral, couldn't help but chime in:

"I really couldn't tell that Huang Feiya was this kind of person behind everyone's back."

Shen Buyao grabbed Huang Feirong's arm and ruthlessly criticized:

"Rongrong, what kind of relatives does your family have!"

Huang Feirong looked seriously into Shen Buyao's eyes and said:

"Yaoyao, I'm really not speaking up for Huang Feiya."

"Let's just be honest here..."

"Don't you also smoke and drink behind people's backs?"

Shen Buyao: "???"

With the conversation reaching this point, the scene turned into a two-person fighting arena once again.

Shen Buyao and Huang Feirong passionately began their battle.

A few minutes later.

Lin Yu felt the atmosphere had cooled down enough.

Thus, he suggested that they call it a day.

He still needed to go back and prepare the antiques for the auction, and whatever else could wait until tomorrow.

Just as they were about to leave.

Shen Buyao even specifically offered to drive Lin Yu home.

She was decisively rejected by Lin Yu!

He asked himself, he hadn't done anything wrong today, right?

Why was Yaoyao in such a hurry to send him to his maker tonight!

There was another reason for refusing Shen Buyao's offer to drive him.

Of course, it was because he had to go find Senior Sister Tang in a bit!

She was drunk, and he didn't know if anyone was with her, nor did he know where she was.

Being able to patiently stay for a few more minutes was already Lin Yu's limit.

It was impossible to let Yaoyao drive him home and then go looking for Tang Yimian.

The longer he delayed, the more dangerous the drunk senior sister's situation would become.

Besides that.

Lin Yu also took Shen Buyao's feelings into consideration.

Before leaving, he specifically said:

"Yaoyao, about handing over the antiques tomorrow morning, could you go through the trouble of helping me out?"

"At eleven o'clock, we'll meet up at the apartment."

[Ding!]

[Outstanding operation. The Holy Son's honesty and trust have made his Dao companion's heart feel very warm!]

[Reward: 50 Spirit Stones]

Shen Buyao: "!!!"

Originally, Shen Buyao had been feeling uncomfortable about what happened tonight.

A newbie who had just entered the battlefield of love, encountering an open enemy who seemed gentle yet seductive.

How could Shen Buyao feel at ease?

However, with Lin Yu saying this.

It directly struck a chord in Shen Buyao's heart.

Someone who truly understands you won't make you feel insecure.

They will use practical actions to prove the feelings between you.

Shen Buyao tried her best to conceal her smugness.

Speaking in a tone so smug her tail could have pointed to the sky, she said:

"I didn't really help much with Rongrong's family matters."

"To be reasonable, Rongrong and I have the deepest friendship!"

"Since you put it that way, I have no choice..."

"I can't let you steal all the spotlight by yourself, so I'll reluctantly help you out!"

After hearing this, Lin Yu wanted to laugh extremely badly, but he could only hold it in.

Who was she putting on this show for?

There were no outsiders present, were there?

She was so afraid that others wouldn't notice her little tail wagging!

...

After Lin Yu left the Wubao Pavilion, he hurriedly listened to Tang Yimian's voice messages again.

And honestly!

WeChat's voice-to-text function had translated it accurately enough.

It really was tough on the transcription system!

The entire babbling was mostly filled with sobbing, making it very difficult to hear the specific content clearly.

He could roughly make out that Fang Xinran's name was mentioned.

Thinking about it.

It must be because she felt upset about Senior Sister Fang leaving.

That was why she wanted to drown her sorrows in alcohol.

Unexpectedly.

After drinking, not only did her sorrows not fade.

But she felt even more depressed!

Right now, he couldn't even determine what the senior sister was actually doing.

Lin Yu's message also went unanswered for a long time.

There was no other way.

Lin Yu could only resort to some technological means!

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