Fated to My Billionaire Husband

"..."

A long silence.

The waiter didn’t hear Xiao Lang’s voice and couldn’t help but look up at him.

But met his cold, dark gaze.

"Alright, you can leave now," Xiao Lang said coldly.

"Yes." The waiter hurried out, and just as he closed the door, he heard a loud crash from inside.

The waiter shrank his neck, wondering what the relationship between the boss and that woman was.

...

Inside the private room.

Li Qian was still a bit dazed: "Have you really thought it through?"

Li Mingxi couldn’t help but roll her eyes: "You’ve asked many times already. Why, you don’t want to marry me?"

"No. I’m just afraid you’ll regret it."

"If you marry me, will you regret it?"

Li Qian smiled relievedly: "No."

"I won’t either."

Because neither of them treated this as a real marriage, just a play they were acting out.

Li Qian poured a drink for each of them.

He raised his glass: "Let’s make a toast, to a happy collaboration."

Li Mingxi smiled and clinked glasses with him, and they both drank it all.

"Since our plans are settled. Tomorrow I’ll visit your family, say hello to your parents," Li Qian said.

Li Mingxi nodded: "Alright, I’ll visit your family in a few days too."

"Hey, you really don’t regret it?" Li Qian couldn’t help but ask again.

Li Mingxi smiled bitterly: "It’s not about regret; there’s definitely some sadness inside."

"Me too. We are both lost souls on the same path."

"Want another drink?"

"Sure, come on!" Li Qian took the bottle and refilled her glass.

This time Li Mingxi didn’t clink glasses with him but drank it straight down.

"Another one." She put down her glass.

Li Qian said with a laugh: "You better not drown your sorrows in alcohol. Drink at home if you must; otherwise, if you get drunk and I take you home, your family definitely won’t be pleased with me."

Li Mingxi gave a charming smile: "Don’t worry, this little bit of alcohol won’t get me drunk."

"Then you can have one more glass, but that’s it."

Li Mingxi nodded: "Alright."

...

They stayed in the private room eating for a long time.

By the time they came out, it was dark.

"Can you still walk?" Li Qian asked, supporting Li Mingxi’s body.

"Yes." Li Mingxi tried to walk a few steps. She was a bit unsteady, but not overly drunk.

Li Qian still stepped forward to support her: "Let’s go, I’ll take you home."

"Li Qian, meeting you is really wonderful..." Li Mingxi hooked her arm around his neck, speaking in a slurred manner, "Your timing is perfect."

Li Qian teased deliberately: "You should say, your timing is perfect. I’ve been waiting for years, just for you."

Li Mingxi giggled.

The content of their conversation sounded ambiguous, but the real meaning was only understood by them.

Xiao Lang stood behind them, his gaze devoid of any warmth, staring at them.

His hand clenched secretly, and a storm of emotions surged within his chest.

...

Li Qian delivered Li Mingxi to her home and handed her over to the servant before leaving.

He planned to formally visit Li Mingxi’s parents tomorrow.

Today, let it be.

"Mingxi, why did you drink so much?" Li’s mother asked in surprise when she saw her walk in.

Li Mingxi laughed: "I’m happy."

"Happy about what?" Li’s mother chuckled.

Li Mingxi staggered toward the stairs: "I’m about to get married, of course I’m happy."

Li’s mother froze, hurriedly getting up: "What did you say?"