Chapter 26: Chapter 26

"It's okay, Nancy; you calm down a bit. Maybe Brave and the other coworker really have nothing, and if they really do, you don't need to forgive him anymore. I will introduce you to another boyfriend, handsome, richer, and more caring than Brave so that you don't have to regret the bad man."

"Also, if Brave asks you to explain, it must not be easy to forgive him. In addition to being close with female colleagues, he also makes you sad because he doesn't pay attention to you, is constantly busy, and doesn't care about you anymore. This must also be made clear."

Nancy, hearing this, also felt comforted, happily finished her glass with Primrose, and continued to drink. Primrose strongly advised that Nancy's condition gradually improved, at least not as sad as at first.

The two of them drank a glass and communicated a few sentences. On the table, they quickly stacked a few empty bottles of wine. The yeast made Primrose and Nancy stunned, and they began to communicate with words that did not quite match each other. Primrose tilted her head towards Nancy, wobbling slightly, and handed Nancy the glass of wine.

"Don't be sad because of Brave anymore; let him know that, even without him, you are always happy and beautiful."

"But Brave is a good man; he was busy with surgery and didn't respond quickly to messages. I can sympathize."

"Why sympathize and compromise? Can you find a boyfriend who is always free and replies to your messages as soon as he sees them?"

"Yes, I can; I deserve a better boyfriend. Brave is a man who is both dry and boring and doesn't care enough. Not to mention, I still don't fully believe that he only loves me and doesn't like that coworker."

The sound of voices mingled with the two's pouring of wine. Not knowing how long it took, Nancy and Primrose were both completely drunk, speaking only meaningless sentences and phrases. Nancy leaned back on the sofa, tired and not wanting to move. Primrose was not better and had to lean back on the sofa to be able to sit firmly.

At this point, Primrose's phone rang, but Nancy and Primrose were both so drunk that they could no longer distinguish whose phone was ringing. After searching for a while, Primrose finally succeeded in pulling out the phone from the bag placed on the table and slowly pressing listen, carelessly pressing the speaker button, making the caller's voice echo in the air. vast space.

"Primrose, where are you?"

Joel's low and gentle voice came from the phone, mixed with a gentle wind; maybe he was standing outside on the balcony enjoying the wind. Primrose looked around vaguely, taking a few seconds to figure out where she was.

"At the bar, what happened?"

As soon as Joel heard Primrose's slightly hoarse, coy, lazy voice, he knew that she would soon be so drunk that the world around him was spinning. He sighed and slowly entered the room, seriously putting on his coat.

"The bar you still go to, right? You wait a moment; I'm coming to pick you up."

Nancy, who was lazily resting her head on the sofa, heard the words "go home" and quickly opened her eyes and shouted.

"No, Primrose is not coming back." "She will stay here to drink more."

Primrose also had no rationality at this time, which hearing this voice also supported.

"That's right, don't come; you don't need to come."

Nancy received a response and happily added

"Yes, we don't need men, so stay away from bad men; don't come here."

Primrose also casually talked back to Joel.

"Nancy is so right, bad man, shut up."

"…"

Joel was suddenly scolded by two women loudly, only bewilderedly looking at the phone screen that had been dark since long ago. Primrose scolded him and hung up the phone. However, he still knew not to reason with a drunk, so he shook his head helplessly, took two coats from Primrose's wardrobe for two drunken girls, then took the car keys to the door and directly drove to the bar that Primrose used to go to nearby.

Joel foresaw the chaos inside, so he asked his assistant Arthur to help him bring Nancy home. However, when Joel asked for the room number at Primrose's bar and walked in with Arthur, he was still somewhat stunned.

The two people inside were already drunk and had been lying on the sofa ever since, their mouths still mumbling a few curses. Around the table were piles of wine bottles of all kinds; there were also a few that appeared to have just been opened, placed next to the fruit plate and the snack shells on the table. The two girls' faces were abnormally red, and their voices also became somewhat hoarse.

"Men are all bad; I hate men."

Nancy tapped Primrose on the shoulder next to her, bellowing, startling Joel and Arthur. Arthur was about to step over to help Nancy sit up, but looking at her unusual state at this time, she leaned back slightly.

"Director, should I continue picking her up now?"

Joel was about to reply but was interrupted by Primrose's clear voice.

"That's right, men don't have any good people; we don't need them."

Joel's forehead is full of blue veins. Primrose could utter these words, and it seemed that he drank a lot. He nodded to Arthur beside him to continue, then strode over to Primrose, gently supporting her shoulder to help her sit up.

"Primrose, shall we go home? You're drunk; can I take you home and rest?"

Joel's voice was both helpless and indulgent. Primrose dreamily opened her eyes, only to see a vague figure of no one. She could only rely on the man's familiar sounds and perfume to guess that he was Joel.

Wait, men's perfume?

Thinking of Nancy's lines earlier, she hated to push Joel away and then continued to lie down.

"Stay away from me, you stupid man. I told you before, I hate men, really hate men."

Joel's arm stiffened in midair, suddenly feeling halfhearted. After all, what bad guy has Primrose encountered that makes her so disgusted that she hates all the men around her, causing him to be rejected by her too?

Joel sighed and then patiently and slowly approached Primrose, his movements as light as if he were holding a precious object.

"Okay, I stupid. Let the fool take you home; sleeping here is not comfortable."

It seems like Joel's words are working; Primrose really obediently let Joel pick him up and hug him. However, Arthur's situation was not so easy. Nancy is extremely hateful and constantly scolds and pushes Arthur's hand, making him especially nervous.

"Don't come near me; don't touch me."

"I told you, get out of the way. Men are all traitors."

"Go away; don't appear in my sight."

It took a few minutes for Arthur to successfully lift Nancy up and bring them back to the car with Joel. Arthur and Joel drove two cars here, so they both conveniently placed the two girls resting in the back row.

Fortunately, Nancy and Primrose were not drunk enough to forget the home address; based on the two girls' headless answers, they combined and successfully guessed Nancy's home address. Arthur is tasked with bringing Nancy home and helping her back to her room, while Joel will take care of Primrose.

It seems that Primrose was drunk to the point of fatigue, so when lying in the car, he was very obedient, only occasionally mumbling a few very small curses and then smacking his mouth to continue to sleep. Joel looked at the slender figure in the rearview mirror but could only helplessly shrug, firmly driving them home.

When he got home, he fluently carried Primrose back to the bedroom, then carefully helped her wipe her face and remove the make-up that bothered her. Joel also worked very hard to help Primrose change into comfortable pajamas, but during the process, Primrose was not very coordinated.

"Don't touch my hair; stay away."