Chapter 838: Chapter 838 A Familiar Face We Haven’t Seen in a Long Time

The wind outside kept getting stronger, and despite the soundproof windows, some whining sounds could still be heard. These sounds made one’s heart inexplicably ache.

Xu Chaomu put down the book and called Shen Chi.

However, after one full ring, no one picked up.

Xu Chaomu sighed and had no choice but to turn off the light and lie down to sleep.

By the time Shen Chi returned, it was already past four in the morning. The sky was pitch black with not a hint of light, as the moon had long hidden behind the clouds.

The wind was still blowing fiercely. As Shen Chi got out of the car, he squinted his eyes against the cold breeze, wearing his black suit, but it was inevitably chilly.

The cold wind swept over his cheeks, causing his eyes to narrow and bringing him to a slightly more sober state.

“Mr. Shen, are you all right?” It was Old Cheng who had driven Shen Chi home.

When they left the hotel, Shen Chi was already quite drunk. During the entire ride back to the Shen Family residence, Shen Chi remained silent, his face etched with fatigue.

“Those foreigners sure can drink,” Old Cheng said helplessly.

The banquet tonight was held at the grandest hotel in C City, with representatives from all over the world in attendance. They were all beaming with joy, preparing for the trade show that was to take place in three days.

As the richest and most powerful host in C City, Shen Chi naturally had to accompany them in many toasts.

Hearing Old Cheng’s words, Shen Chi curled up one corner of his mouth: “That’s about right.”

“Mr. Shen, let me help you up. I’ll ask Butler Ling to make you a cup of sober-up tea,” Old Cheng suggested.

At that moment, Butler Ling hurriedly wrapped herself in a coat and came out.

“Miss Shen,” Butler Ling called out anxiously and, together with Old Cheng, supported Shen Chi into the Shen household.

Shen Chi sat on the sofa in the living room, his fist against his forehead, his brows deeply furrowed.

Butler Ling went to the kitchen to prepare the sober-up tea for Shen Chi. She knew he would drink too much that night; the tea had already been prepared in advance and just needed to be heated.

She quietly asked Old Cheng, “Did the young master drink too much again?”

Old Cheng nodded helplessly: “No way around it, that’s socializing for you.”

Butler Ling also felt helpless. Indeed, there was no way around it.

“What about Xiao Mo? Isn’t he supposed to be with the young master? Didn’t he take any of the load off Mr. Shen?”

Old Cheng seemed even more helpless: “Xiao Mo is also drunk, even more so than Mr. Shen. With the trade show being held in C City, there’s really no helping it.”

Butler Ling finished the sober-up tea and was about to head to the living room.

“Wait, Butler Ling. When I went to pick up Mr. Shen, I saw an acquaintance. Guess who?” Old Cheng whispered.

“Hmm? An acquaintance?”

“Yes, someone we haven’t seen in a long time. To be precise, someone we haven’t seen for five years, including you,” Old Cheng sighed.

“Who is it?” Butler Ling asked curiously.

“Miss Bai,” Old Cheng revealed.

“Oh, it’s her…” Butler Ling’s hand trembled slightly as she held the tea, and she looked at Old Cheng, “Why did she suddenly come back?”

“C City is her home, after all. She was bound to return,” Old Cheng replied, “But this time, I think she has a boyfriend. He seems to come from a good family and looks quite young and handsome.”

“Really?” Butler Ling lowered her voice, “It’s good that she has a boyfriend.”

“Mm-hm,” Old Cheng nodded, “I was waiting outside for Mr. Shen, so I didn’t get a very clear look. Miss Bai hasn’t changed much in appearance, just seems prettier and more composed.”

“Why did she go to the hotel?” Butler Ling inquired.

“The Bai Family is a financial tycoon in C City. They’re probably one of the sponsors for the trade show,” Old Cheng speculated, “That boyfriend of Miss Bai also seems to have a significant background.”

Butler Ling shook her head: “Ah, I’ll go give the young master his sober-up tea.”

Old Mr. Cheng nodded and followed as well.

Shen Chi sat alone on the sofa, having removed his suit jacket; his face still looked very tired.

“Young Master Shen, have some tea. You’ll feel much better after drinking,” Butler Ling offered the teacup to Shen Chi.

Shen Chi didn’t want to accept it and frowned slightly as he took out his phone.

He was somewhat drunk, but he could still see clearly; he saw that Xu Chaomu had called him that evening.

At that time… he was drinking with a client.

“Young Master Shen, are you alright?” Butler Ling was a bit concerned, as she noticed Shen Chi’s complexion wasn’t looking good.

Shen Chi didn’t speak. He hung his suit over his forearm and stood up to return to his bedroom.

He supported himself on the stair railing as he ascended, and Butler Ling, too worried, had no choice but to follow behind.

Shen Chi’s footsteps were light; however, Xu Chaomu still woke up.

Their rooms were right next to each other; as Shen Chi reached the doorway of Xu Chaomu’s room, she opened her bedroom door.

She stood at the doorway, draped in a white knitted cardigan. As she emerged, Shen Chi looked up.

Butler Ling was the first to speak, “Madam Shen, why are you awake? Go back to bed; it’s cold outside.”

Approaching Shen Chi, Xu Chaomu caught the strong scent of alcohol. In the warm yellow light, she saw his weary expression.

Shen Chi’s hand was still braced against the wall; he remained silent, just looking at her.

“Did you drink a lot?” Xu Chaomu asked, gazing at him with wide eyes.

Shen Chi curved the corners of his lips and shook his head: “It’s nothing.”

Butler Ling quickly tried to smooth things over: “Don’t worry, Madam Shen. I’ve made some tea for Young Master Shen to sober up. He’ll be fine after a good sleep.”

Xu Chaomu pulled her cardigan around herself and said coolly, “Sleep in my room; it’ll be easier for me to take care of you.”

“There’s no need,” Shen Chi refused, his voice low.

He couldn’t let her take care of him; after all, she was pregnant.

“What if you get a headache in the middle of the night?” Xu Chaomu said. “You always get headaches when you drink too much; have you forgotten?”

She knew his problem with headaches started during those five years when he drank too much alcohol.

Although it had slowly gotten better, he hadn’t managed to kick his drinking habit.

“Go back to sleep,” Shen Chi told her, his tone still a bit domineering.

After speaking, he leaned against the wall and prepared to walk to his own room.

Xu Chaomu followed, “I don’t feel secure leaving you alone.”

Shen Chi felt helpless and really didn’t know what to say anymore.

Butler Ling could only suggest, “Young Master Shen, why not let Madam Shen take care of you? Madam Shen, please be careful, watch your belly.”

Xu Chaomu nodded, “It’s okay, I know my limits.”

Shen Chi couldn’t say much else, he returned to his bedroom, and Xu Chaomu followed him in.

After Butler Ling brought the sobering tea, she closed the bedroom door behind them.

Shen Chi’s room was very spacious. Xu Chaomu took the suit from his hand and hung it on the rack, then helped him sit on the bed.

“I cautioned you to drink less tonight, but you never listen,” Xu Chaomu said, looking at him.

“There was no choice,” Shen Chi spoke with some impatience, “Go back to your room and sleep.”

Xu Chaomu pursed her lips; his attitude worsened whenever he was drunk. She replied coolly, “Do you think I would want to get up in the middle of the night to tend to you if you weren’t my husband?”

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