Rebirth in 1986: Unforgettable Regrets

Chapter 913: Chapter 913: We’re About to Have a Sister-in-law

Qin Anhao fanned the air in disdain, "How much have you been drinking?"

The security guard from the company helped Xie Ziyao into the office and then left.

Qin Anhao stepped forward, frowned, and asked, "Xie Ziyao, how much have you drunk?"

"I want to drink more." Xie Ziyao looked up with hazy eyes. Her cheeks were rosy, usually looking quite spirited, but now, dressed in casual clothes, she exuded a certain femininity. Her crimson lips appeared more alluring than usual.

"Qin Anhao, I came to drink with you."

Xie Ziyao tried hard to open her eyes wider, reaching out to grab Qin Anhao. She grinned and said, "Drink."

"You’re already like this and still want to drink?" Qin Anhao pulled her to a wooden chair usually used for meeting guests. He stood up to pour tea for Xie Ziyao, but she held onto his hand tightly, refusing to let go, insisting on talking about drinking.

"Xie Ziyao, open your eyes and see where you are." Qin Anhao couldn’t help but remind her. But Xie Ziyao was so drunk she probably couldn’t understand anything he said.

"Forget it, why am I even arguing with a drunkard?"

Qin Anhao sighed and coaxed her, "Let go, and I’ll pour you some tea to sober you up."

"Second brother, you’ve changed."

Xie Ziyao clutched his arm, resting her face against it, and pouted unhappily, "You weren’t like this before. You used to like fighting and causing trouble, but never resorted to hurting others like now."

"How can you use such unscrupulous means to achieve your goals?" Xie Ziyao felt upset, her voice choked with emotion. Her murmurs were like confessions, her lowered eyelashes trembling. From Qin Anhao’s angle, he could see her quivering lashes, her petite nose, and her adorable pursed lips glistening brightly.

Qin Anhao averted his gaze and looked at her sobbing shoulders, gently patting them. As he pondered ways to comfort her, he noticed that Xie Ziyao had fallen asleep, her eyes closed, looking blissfully serene.

Qin Anhao: "..."

After a while, once Xie Ziyao was soundly asleep, Qin Anhao tried to free his hand, but Xie Ziyao was holding it tightly. With no other choice, Qin Anhao bent down to pick her up, carefully placing her on a single bed in the inner room. This single bed was for when he had too much work and stayed overnight, now coming in handy.

As soon as Qin Anhao picked her up, Xie Ziyao burrowed into his embrace. Her soft head kept nuzzling against his chest, her fine hair tickling his neck with a tingly feeling.

Suppressing the strange feeling inside, Qin Anhao laid her down on the bed. Her peaceful sleeping face looked even more beautiful than usual, though it was exactly the same as when she was awake.

"Ouch."

Suddenly, Xie Ziyao furrowed her brows and whimpered.

Maintaining his previous position, Qin Anhao saw with his sharp eyesight that Xie Ziyao’s hair was caught on his button. When he moved, it tugged on a small tuft of her hair, no wonder she complained of pain.

"Don’t move."

Seeing Xie Ziyao about to turn over in her sleep, Qin Anhao quickly leaned down to prevent her hair from hurting. He lowered his head, getting closer to her, making it even harder to untangle her hair.

Qin Anhao struggled to free the hair, but her fine strands seemed impossibly tangled around his button. So focused was he on this task that he didn’t notice Xie Ziyao stirring uncomfortably, turning her face toward him.

As she turned, her face brushed against Qin Anhao’s, ending up touching his lips.

Her soft lips carried a hint of alcohol. Qin Anhao’s mind went blank, and it felt like his heart stopped for a moment.

The next instant, Qin Anhao suddenly stood up. Her hair wasn’t free, and the tug made Xie Ziyao cry out in pain. Dazed, she opened her eyes and, rubbing her scalp, grumbled, "Qin Anhao, you are so sneaky, pulling my hair while I’m asleep!"

Seeing Qin Anhao, Xie Ziyao vented her frustration and then fell back to sleep.

Qin Anhao: "..."

He looked at Xie Ziyao, casually pulled a coat over her to cover her, and fled from the room.

The next day, Xie Ziyao awoke from her hangover with a splitting headache. Seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, she jumped in fright, but relaxed upon recognizing it as the office lounge. A single bed and a white shirt covering her; it must belong to someone’s office!

How did she end up in the office?

After thinking for a long time, Xie Ziyao couldn’t figure it out. She rubbed her head and went out, realizing it was Qin Anhao’s office. She asked around to learn that Qin Anhao had taken care of her. Wishing to thank him, she found him nowhere to be seen.

No sight of him, Xie Ziyao took a shower and changed clothes, tired of her own alcoholic odor.

*

Su City, Qingshui Town.

Zhao Xiangyang received a parcel and opened it to find clothes for her son Xiao Song. The clothes were identical to ones she saw at a children’s store in Su City a few days ago. She liked them a lot, but didn’t buy them due to the high price.

Now seeing these clothes, Zhao Xiangyang checked them meticulously. They were new and had tags on them.

Her brother Zhao Xiangqian would sometimes secretly send things to her, but never clothes, especially with such precise sizing. Besides, Zhao Xiangqian preferred sending money, not things.

What’s going on?

Zhao Xiangyang found a phone booth and called her brother Zhao Xiangqian.

After several attempts, Zhao Xiangyang managed to reach Zhao Xiangqian. As soon as the call connected, she asked, "Brother, I got the clothes, but who bought them?"

"If it wasn’t your brother, then who?" Zhao Xiangqian was happy to hear she received the clothes. "So, have you tried them on Xiao Song? Do they fit well?"

"Xiao Song hasn’t tried them yet, but they seem to be just the right size." Zhao Xiangyang nodded and brought the topic back, "Brother, you’ve been in the army for not just one or two years. When have you ever bought clothes for Xiao Song? Not even for Mom and Dad, you just send money but never clothes. Brother, are you seeing someone?"

"Am I about to have a sister-in-law?" Zhao Xiangyang quickly speculated.

Zhao Xiangqian hesitated, "Not yet there."

From Zhao Xiangqian’s hesitant words, Zhao Xiangyang sensed something and asked, "Brother, do you have someone you like?"

Zhao Xiangqian felt a bit embarrassed.

"Brother, Mom and Dad have been thinking of setting you up for a marriage. If you have someone you like, tell Mom and Dad to spare them the trouble of finding someone for you." Zhao Xiangyang advised, "Brother, any girl liked by you must be a good person. Bring her home sooner rather than later."