If You Are A Dodder Flower Chapter 36 Part1

Cao Yang and w.a.n.g Man finished dancing, he came back to look for Xia Rou. He immediately noticed that Xia Rou didn't look okay.

"What's wrong?" He frowned.

"I'm a little dizzy," Xia Rou said lowly. "I want to go back first."

"Are you alright? If not, let's go to the hospital."

"No need, I might… I think my blood sugar is a little low. I just need some rest."

Cao Yang then took out his phone and called Xiao Yang to drive the car to the entrance.

He sent Xia Rou to the car. "Go back and sleep early, don't stay up too late."

Xia Rou nodded. "You too, come back early." Translated by The Novelst

Cao Yang replied: "I have friends here so I might not return tonight."

"Oh, then… don't drink too much."

"Got it, got it, housekeeper." Looking at the color in her face improving already, Cao Yang began to tell jokes.

"If you drink too much, you'll get drunk and act crazy again," Xia Rou mumbled to herself.

In the past, big brother had never acted drunk or crazy in front of her before. In this life, she didn't understand what had happened but she felt that his image turned out to be a little different…

She was already nagging at her young age, already like an old lady.

Cao Yang stuffed her head into the car, waving his hand in annoyance.

The car drove away.

As the party ended, Cao Yang hitched a ride home with a buddy.

"Where's your car?" he asked.

"Drove my little sister back home already."

"Your little sister?" His friend didn't react quickly enough.

"No matter if she's related to me by blood or not, she's still my little sister."

"That child…" The other man took a puff of his cigarette, his eyes squinting. "Her waist is so small…"

His tone was playful.

Cao Yang glanced at him lightly, a hint of warning in his gaze.

The buddy turned his head around, and sensibly enough did not continue that line of questioning.

As they arrived at the club, they met another group of people.

Hu Chen had brought some of the younger crew.

He was five to six years younger than Cao Yang, so he didn't stick around Cao Yang a lot when they were younger. Instead, he was more familiar with Cao An.

The people he had brought along were all quite young, most of them in their twenties. Obviously, he was the leader.

"Brother Cao Yang," he greeted. "It's just the few of you? Want to join up?"

Cao Yang's group were all in their thirties. They normally didn't really hang out with the younger generation.

But that day, they didn't have enough people - there were only four of them. They felt a little cold; men usually preferred a much more lively environment when they drank.

The two groups combined and went to Cao Yang's usual room.

Those who were able to stick around Hu Chen, this sly person, were all quite sensible. The atmosphere soon became lively.

In between, there was one handsome young man who was especially attentive, trying all he could to get closer to Cao Yang.

Cao Yang asked for his name.

"I'm Liang Ziheng," he smiled pleasantly.

There wasn't a family surnamed Liang within the top circles of the city.

A small fry. Translated by The Novelst

Cao Yang didn't put in any effort to remember his name.

The manager very soon lead a group of princesses to the room, each attractive in her own way.

The men had all waved to the princesses they were interested in. Only Cao Yang was still gripping his cigarette between his lips without moving.

Liang Ziheng had also stretched out a hand to one of the princesses… Hu Chen kicked him under the table. He was able to react quickly, immediately swapping his attention to another princess.

Hu Chen was unfamiliar with that princess; she looked like a newcomer. So he went and gave her a push, nodding his head furtively toward Cao Yang. "That person."

The princess reacted, moving her hips to sit beside Cao Yang.

"New here?" Cao Yang asked. "How old are you?"

"Twenty."

"What's your name?"

"Xi Xi."

Cao Yang nodded before starting to drink with his friend.

When Cao Yang went to the bathroom, Liang Ziheng took the opportunity to ask his question.

Everyone in the circle already knew this, so Hu Chen didn't hide it from him: "It's an old rule. The one with the smallest waist always goes to Cao Yang."

That was how it went.

Cao Yang had grazed Xi Xi's waist, and somehow he felt that sensation was lacking, so he lost interest.

He didn't know why but he suddenly thought of Xia Rou, before immediately realizing his carelessness.

Her face had been pale. Even though she said she had low blood sugar, but the moment he had called her, her expression had clearly been frightened…

Cao Yang furrowed his brows.

But then he recalled the moment she had moved out to the car, she didn't seem to be ill. So he had been relieved.

He would wait until he was home before asking her about it.

So he continued to drink to his heart's content.

That night, he didn't bring Xi Xi with him out of the club. He called someone to take him home.

On his way back, the alcohol hit him hard and he faded in and out of consciousness, dizzy. After he entered the house, he went straight to the elevator. He wanted to quickly go to bed and fall asleep, but somehow he pressed the b.u.t.ton for the second floor.

There wasn't a big difference between the corridors of the second and third floors. He blearily made his way to his bedroom. It was dark and he couldn't see well, but the layout was the same, so he felt his way to the bed and fell into it…

Xia Rou woke at night to go to the bathroom. When she returned, her bed suddenly had another person!

She was so surprised she almost screamed!

She rolled pulled away the blanket and switched on the lamp, which revealed the face she was most familiar with.

She let out a sigh of relief. Translated by The Novelst

Xia Rou called his name once, twice, but he didn't respond.

She climbed onto the bed and nudged him, but his eyes remained tightly shut, the smell of alcohol drifting into her nose, tinged sweetly with a hint of perfume.