Chapter 1053: No One Is Worthy

In my heart, I resent!

The Yaen Family is a top-class affluent family, and in this lifetime, she can’t possibly meet a man with better conditions than Yaen Chi!

This makes it so hard for her to swallow this!

Downstairs, Yaen Chi hurriedly got into the car, turned on the headlights, and the piercing light made him squint, suddenly a thread of pain crawled up.

He took a few breaths, and called Xu Shu.

As soon as he spoke, he said: “Am I quite a jerk?”

Xu Shu let out a sarcastic laugh, “Having a clear self-awareness is a good thing.”

“Ha…”

Yaen Chi reclined in his seat, head tilted back, staring at the gray ceiling of the car, finally sighing after a long while, “That is quite the jerk, I suddenly feel I’ve lived quite meaninglessly.”

“What’s the matter?” Xu Shu paused and squeezed out a sentence, “Thinking of dying?”

“Can’t you speak more pleasantly?”

Xu Shu: “Then replace yourself?”

Replace with whom?

Bo Yanching or Mo Tingshen?

Those two masters are more venomous with their tongues than anyone, saying even two words to them might truly agitate someone to death.

He’s clearly on a call but is in a constant daze, always recalling Ye Wanting’s face, her gentle and soft-speaking tone seems to linger by his ear.

He truly feels she’s like a doll broken many times, desperately trying to sew and patch herself together—he wants to pity her, yet he doesn’t have the standing for it.

Xu Shu didn’t hear his voice, asked: “What’s really going on?

Don’t give me the act of dying, it’s late night, who’s going to accompany your lamentations on life?”

Yaen Chi clicked his tongue, “In the middle of the night, can’t I have a lament over my former life, introspect on how awful I am?”

Xu Shu retorted, “I’ve recorded it, if the police come looking for me, saying I was the last call the deceased made, I’ll hand the recording to them.”

Yaen Chi was provoked to laughter, “Have some compassion, Doctor Xu.”

This title made Xu Shu settle down for a while, maybe hanging on his professional ethics, he couldn’t utter harsh words, even softened his tone asking, “Has Wanting’s issue been resolved?

I see you’re suppressing news.”

Yaen Chi’s eyes turned cold, suddenly felt overwhelmed, “You tell me why…

why do I feel like I’ve played myself rotten, unworthy for anyone?”

Xu Shu realized something, warned, “Xu Shu!”

“I know, I won’t do anything.”

Xu Shu asked, “Where are you now?”

“Want to find me?” Yaen Chi teased, “Can you, Doctor Xu, come out at night to drink?”

“Stop babbling nonsense, pick a place, I’ll come see you.”

“Alright.”

Yaen Chi sat up, found a bar closer to home, so if he drank himself to death, Xu Shu wouldn’t find it too far to carry him back.

Half an hour later, when Xu Shu arrived, Yaen Chi had already drunk two bottles, he didn’t say anything, opened a bottle for himself, sat on the side accompanying.

Neither spoke, the bar was noisy, but when Yaen Chi came, the surroundings were almost cleared, no one dared to sit.

Every other place was crowded, but their spot was empty except for the lights.

Xu Shu wasn’t much of a talker, Yaen Chi didn’t speak either, the atmosphere wasn’t awkward but a bit toe-curling, unbearable, finally Xu Shu asked, “Should we call out Mo the Fox?”

Yaen Chi leaned his head on the back of the sofa, stubbornly glanced at him, fumbled out his phone and handed it over.

Only to be met with Xu Shu’s dismissive laugh, as if anyone didn’t have one.

In the end, Yaen Chi got so drunk, it took two people to carry him, Mo Tingshen cursed and swore, just short of tossing a punch on Yaen Chi’s head.