Let's Divorce As Agreed

Gu Shaoting received the address and immediately drove to the location provided by the other party.

Qin Zhen was a rather talkative person, and he had his own unique insights.

At that time, he didn’t know what kind of person Qin Zhen was. He walked up to him, greeted him, and they became friends.

But when you’re away from home, having one more friend isn’t a bad thing.

And being able to attend that banquet was a sign of status.

When Gu Shaoting arrived, Qin Zhen was already seated, smiling at him.

“Take a seat. What would you like to eat? Drink?” Qin Zhen warmly said.

“Whatever you prefer. You’re the host,” Gu Shaoting casually replied. Since they were just meeting for a meal, not for business, there was no need to be formal.

“Mr. Gu, thank you for coming.” Qin Zhen politely said. Actually, he wasn’t very sure if Gu Shaoting would show up. After all, he gave off the impression of being rather proud and aloof, not easy to get along with.

“You’re too polite. Just call me Shaoting. Let’s consider ourselves friends.” Gu Shaoting smiled.

“Alright, from now on, let’s call each other by our names, no need for formalities,” Qin Zhen said happily.

As they chatted and ate, they occasionally toasted.

Unbeknownst to Gu Shaoting, he had already drunk a lot. He felt a bit light-headed and excused himself to the restroom.

Because he was in a hurry, Gu Shaoting left his phone on the table.

“Shaoting… your phone,” Qin Zhen called out from behind.

Because of the crowded and noisy environment, he couldn’t hear very clearly.

Not long after Gu Shaoting left, his phone suddenly rang.

Qin Zhen was startled by the unexpected ringing.

He thought for a moment, who would call at this time? Could it be something urgent?

What if someone was trying to reach him for an emergency?

The phone kept ringing, whether someone answered or not.

Qin Zhen couldn’t contain his curiosity. He picked up the phone and glanced at it.

Upon seeing the caller ID, he was completely stunned. It was Charlene.

For a moment, his heart seemed to stop.

He hesitated for a moment, then licked his lips and pressed the answer button.

He nervously put the phone to his ear, but before he could say anything, he heard Charlene’s voice on the other end.

Her voice was somewhat erratic, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, and she muttered, “Brother Gu, why… don’t you like me?”

Then she burped and asked for more alcohol.

Qin Zhen, feeling anxious, asked, “Where are you?”

In his anxiety, he blurted out the question, momentarily forgetting whose phone Gu Shaoting was using.

But obviously, Charlene was too intoxicated to notice any difference in the voice. Normally, she would have noticed.

“I… I’m drinking. I won’t tell you where,” Charlene said with a laugh.

“Be good, tell me, I’ll come pick you up,” Qin Zhen coaxed her. He knew that intoxicated people tended to ramble.

“Are you Brother Gu? You… you’re coming to pick me up?” Charlene’s mind only had Gu Shaoting’s name.

“Yes, I’m Brother Gu. I’ll come get you,” Qin Zhen repeated her words, accommodating drunk people’s whims.

“I’m at a bar. I’ll tell you quietly, don’t tell anyone,” Charlene said like a child, giggling, and then she told Qin Zhen the name of the bar.

Qin Zhen breathed a sigh of relief; communicating with a drunkard was exhausting.

“Don’t move, just stay there,” Qin Zhen instructed her.

“Okay,” Charlene said before falling asleep on the bar counter.

Qin Zhen hung up the phone, then casually deleted Charlene’s call history, put the phone back on the table, acting as if nothing had happened.