Du Xiaoya walked over at this time, glanced at Li Kexin, who was slurring her words slightly, and said,
"Husband, please send her home. It's too dangerous for a girl to go home alone at night like this."
Ye Chen nodded and said,
"It will take a while for the hotel car to come back. You two will have to squeeze in. I'll take you back to the hotel first and then take her home."
Li Kexin refused, saying,
"It's really not necessary. I don't want to disturb your private time together."
Seeing that Li Kexin was still forcibly pretending to be fine, Du Xiaoya said fiercely,
"Be obedient! Otherwise, I'll have you stripped naked and thrown on the street!"
Li Kexin shivered and quickly said,
"I'll be obedient! I'll be obedient!"
"That's a good girl," Du Xiaoya said with a smile.
She then helped Li Kexin into the passenger seat of the Bugatti Veyron and sat on Li Kexin's lap. Although she had to bend over and lower her head, making it uncomfortable, she still managed to sit down. Seeing this, Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, then got in the car and started it. The Bugatti Veyron's taillights lit up instantly, and then with a "boom," its engine roared to life, a sound that seemed to explode onto the street. The powerful roar echoed as pedestrians on the road stopped to watch. When people saw the Bugatti Veyron, their expressions immediately filled with awe. Some directly took out their phones to take pictures, some looked on with envy, and some simply exclaimed, "Wow!"
Fortunately, the window glass of the Bugatti Veyron was specially made, so the inside couldn't be seen from the outside. Otherwise, Ye Chen would definitely have been cited for having too many passengers. In truth, Du Xiaoya could have taken a taxi back or waited for Jack to drive over to pick her up. However, Ye Chen also wanted to be considerate of Du Xiaoya's feelings. After all, this was his brand-new car. If Li Kexin rode in it before Du Xiaoya had a chance, it wouldn't sit right. So, them sitting together, with the tinted windows providing privacy, was a practical solution. As they moved forward, other vehicles always gave the Bugatti Veyron a wide berth. These days, some luxury cars might be difficult for the average person to identify, but the Bugatti Veyron was instantly recognizable. If you didn't have a "gold mine" at home, you'd best stay far away. Otherwise, even a minor touch with the Bugatti Veyron could result in a financially damaging accident.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen arrived at the Four Seasons Hotel, and Du Xiaoya hurriedly got off the car. To be honest, if Du Xiaoya and Li Kexin weren't both slim, they wouldn't have been able to fit. But even so, it had been very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Du Xiaoya only needed to endure it for twenty minutes. Ye Chen watched Du Xiaoya get out of the car and breathe a sigh of relief. He then looked at Li Kexin, who was drowsy. Ye Chen got out of the car and handed a room card to Du Xiaoya.
"Go on up. I'll take her home and come back."
Du Xiaoya took the room card, kissed Ye Chen, and said,
"Okay, husband. Be careful on the road."
Ye Chen nodded, then got back into the car and drove Li Kexin toward her house. Li Kexin was a native of Magic City, and her home was in Yangpu District. Ye Chen had learned this while on the road; the information had come from Du Xiaoya. As for Li Kexin herself, her head was buzzing, and she couldn't speak smoothly. Asking her anything in that state would have been a waste of time.
Twenty minutes later, Ye Chen arrived at the community where Li Kexin lived. When he came to Li Kexin's apartment building downstairs, Ye Chen stopped the car, then carried Li Kexin out and gently set her on her feet.
"Hey, wake up, wake up. You're home,"
Ye Chen shook Li Kexin, hoping to rouse her from her deeply drowsy state. As a result, there was no response. Ye Chen, noticing this, sighed, then picked up Li Kexin again and walked towards the unit door. It was hard not to notice that Li Kexin's figure was very good, comparable to Du Xiaoya's. Of course, this was an inadvertent observation as he carried her, and he didn't dwell on it. He carried Li Kexin to the elevator, pressed the button for her floor, and they went straight up. When he arrived at her floor, Ye Chen put Li Kexin down and helped her walk. It wouldn't be very appropriate to be seen carrying someone's daughter to their door, even if they were classmates; it just wouldn't look right.
After pressing the doorbell, it wasn't long before a middle-aged woman with curly hair opened the door and appeared before Ye Chen. From her face, one could vaguely see a resemblance to Li Kexin.
"Ah, Kexin! What's wrong with you?" Li Kexin's mother exclaimed.
Ye Chen handed Li Kexin over to her mother, who had rushed to the door, and said,
"Auntie, I am Kexin's classmate. She drank a little too much at the party today. She should be fine after a night's sleep."
Li Kexin's mother looked at Ye Chen with a vigilant expression and asked,
"You didn't take advantage of our Kexin, did you?"
"No. If I had intended to take advantage of her, I wouldn't have sent her back,"
Ye Chen said to Li Kexin's mother, feeling quite speechless. Of course, Ye Chen also knew that Mother Li was understandably worried about her daughter, which prompted such a question.
Seeming to realize her initial attitude might have been harsh, Mother Li nodded awkwardly and said,
"Thank you. Come in and sit down; it's very cold outside."
"No, thank you, Auntie. I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first."
After Ye Chen finished speaking, he was about to leave. Who would have thought that as soon as he turned, Li Kexin let out a "wow" sound and vomited. She vomited profusely, and unfortunately, some of it landed on Ye Chen.
"Oh, this wretched child! If you need to vomit, go to the bathroom!"
Mother Li gently patted Li Kexin's back a few times and then said to Ye Chen, whose face had darkened,
"Ah, Kexin's classmate, right? I'm so terribly embarrassed. Please wait; I'll get you some paper towels."
After Mother Li finished speaking, she helped Li Kexin to the sofa in the house, then fetched a mop and paper towels, and quickly cleaned up the vomit on the floor. The paper towels were for Ye Chen. Ye Chen didn't mind too much; he was just a little depressed. After wiping the vomit off himself, Ye Chen felt even more uncomfortable. The smell really wasn't good, and the key thing was that his clothes were now unwearable.