Chapter 117 A Faux Pas

It wasn't a big deal, really; if they ran into each other, so be it. Old Fourth pretended not to recognize her, stepping aside and gesturing for Zhou Xiaoruo to exit the elevator first.

Zhou Xiaoruo was naturally a lively and carefree person. After a few drinks tonight, her usual reserve around strangers was completely gone. She looked at Old Fourth with starry eyes, striking poses and suppressing her excitement as she said, "Oh, you... startled me!"

Old Fourth couldn't understand why this woman, when startled, had to twist and turn while frequently tossing her hair. Did she have some kind of mental condition?

Zhou Xiaoruo's mind raced as she thought, "This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. How often do you meet someone who makes your heart flutter at first sight? I have to add him on WeChat!" But her phone was still in Zhao Yanan's car... What to do?!

Suddenly, an idea popped into her head—get the elevator to leave first, so she could retrieve her phone and then ride the elevator with him, using some excuse to ask for his WeChat! Yes, that's the plan!

With this in mind, the inebriated and lovelorn psychologist calmly pressed the button for the top floor, then wobbled out of the elevator. Just as Old Fourth was about to enter, she deliberately twisted her foot, stumbling towards him.

However, the man, who was far more agile than he appeared, instinctively sidestepped her. Zhou Xiaoruo hadn't anticipated that a man seeing a beautiful woman falling towards him would dodge instead of catch her. She hit the floor hard…

Old Fourth calmly glanced down and thought, "My brother didn't say I had to protect you," then stepped over her… yes, stepped over her.

Just as he was about to enter the elevator, he suddenly felt his leg being clutched tightly by two hands. "Hey, why didn't you catch me! Aren't you a man?"

Zhou Xiaoruo scolded him and then, trying to use his leg as support to stand up, grabbed his pant leg tightly and pulled.

Old Fourth's loose casual pants were immediately yanked down.

Time seemed to freeze as they both looked at each other. Zhou Xiaoruo's hands were frozen, and not knowing what had gotten into her, she even tried to pull the pants up…

Old Fourth took a deep breath, quickly pulled up his pants, stared at Zhou Xiaoruo for a moment, then, out of charity, chose to ignore her. When he looked up, he noticed the elevator was already ascending, and the other elevator was still on the 28th floor. Helpless, he could only press the up button and wait silently.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry..." Zhou Xiaoruo repeatedly apologized, not daring to look at Old Fourth, and stumbled back to Zhao Yanan's car, mentally cursing, "Zhou Xiaoruo, heaven handed you a chance on a silver platter, and you just spat it out! How unlucky!"

Under normal circumstances, this would have been the end of it. But with the influence of alcohol, Zhou Xiaoruo began to wonder if it was fate that had her pull down that handsome guy's pants. This was a rare opportunity! And even if it wasn't fate, she should at least apologize; otherwise, she might come off as a female hooligan.

Thinking this, Zhou Xiaoruo hurriedly grabbed her phone and rushed back, hoping to catch the elevator. Fortunately, the elevator had just arrived with the handsome guy entering.

"I'm sorry..." Zhou Xiaoruo stood outside the elevator, bowing at a ninety-degree angle, her apology very sincere. She said loudly, "I didn't mean to pull down your pants!"

Hearing the apology echo through the underground parking lot, Old Fourth's breathing became slightly heavy, and he immediately pressed the close door button.

As the elevator doors began to close, Zhou Xiaoruo quickly straightened up, held the door open, and awkwardly stepped inside.

Old Fourth stared at her for a moment, then moved aside a couple of steps to maintain a safe distance.

Zhou Xiaoruo pretended to be calm, looked at the illuminated button, and cheerfully said, "Oh? You're going to the 19th floor too? What a coincidence, so am I!"

Clearly drunk, she didn't think about it; besides Zhao Yanan's place, the 19th floor was likely to be Chu Yuxuan's. This handsome guy was surely acquainted with Chu Yuxuan.

Seeing that he was ignoring her, Zhou Xiaoruo didn't get discouraged and adopted a flirtatious tone, "Handsome, why are you home so late? Are you busy with work? Do you have a girlfriend? Can I add you on WeChat? I know I was a bit forward tonight; let's make it up another day..."

Old Fourth finally responded with a simple, "No."

Zhou Xiaoruo felt a pang of defeat but, for the sake of her pride, tried to act aloof. "Hmph, if you don't want to add me, then don't. What's with the cold attitude... Do you think being aloof is cool? It's not; don't be so self-absorbed."

"So, you really won't add me? Sometimes opportunities lost are gone for good!"

Old Fourth raised his hand, lightly touching the cross on his chest, muttering, "Ah, jeez..."

"Oh? You're really Korean?" Zhou Xiaoruo was a bit surprised and was about to say more when she suddenly felt a churn in her stomach.

Upstairs, Zhao Yanan, waiting for her friend to return, became worried and decided to check downstairs. As she stepped out, the elevator happened to stop at the 19th floor.

With a "clunk," the doors opened, and at the same time, Zhou Xiaoruo's voice rang out, "If you don't add me on WeChat today, I'll puke to death! Save me!"

Zhao Yanan's heart skipped a beat as she hurried over, only to see a handsome man holding Zhou Xiaoruo's head with his hand, as if to keep her away from him. His expression was indifferent, but his eyes were full of impatience and disdain.

And her best friend, throwing up while still asking for his WeChat...

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!" Zhao Yanan rushed to apologize to Old Fourth, then tried to pull Zhou Xiaoruo away.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xiaoruo, seeing her, burst into tears and snot, saying, "Nannan, he abandoned me! I was rejected the first time I chased a guy! Do you think I pulled down your pants on purpose? I didn't! I'll get breast implants to be as big as basketballs! You'll regret it!"

Zhao Yanan: ...

If it weren't for their close friendship, Zhao Yanan probably wouldn't admit to knowing Zhou Xiaoruo in this situation.

But what exactly happened in just a few minutes?

Zhou Xiaoruo's alcohol tolerance aside, she had never done something as outrageous as pulling down someone's pants before. Was tonight a milestone in her drunken behavior art?

"I'm sorry, she drank too much. Really sorry!" Zhao Yanan kept apologizing while dragging Zhou Xiaoruo out of the elevator.

Old Fourth looked at his sister-in-law, his gaze softening. He said nothing and walked out of the elevator, heading towards Chu Yuxuan's place.

Zhao Yanan watched him enter Chu Yuxuan's home, slightly stunned. It seemed he was a friend of Chu Yuxuan's?