Chapter 150: The Intoxicated An Lan!

Tonight, An Lan dressed quite casually.

A sheer short-sleeved top clung to her as she leaned sideways, revealing the clear contours of her cleavage, with delicate lace edges faintly visible beneath the fabric.

She wore white shorts that fully exposed her long, slender legs, her enticing feet adorned with deep purple-red nail polish.

Though she reeked of alcohol, a natural fragrance mingled with the scent—a rich, sweet aroma that stirred the soul.

Especially now, her hair was loose and disheveled, her eyes glazed with intoxication. Supporting her felt like touching a ravine of desire, causing Ye Wushang’s heart to race uncontrollably.

She was simply irresistible!

“Come, drink.”

“Keep drinking.”

An Lan was drunk; the bottle of foreign liquor before her had long been emptied.

She held a wine glass in hand, persistently nudging Ye Wushang, her full lips continuously parting.

“Lanlan, what on earth is going on with you?”

“Don’t scare me,” he stammered, at a loss.

He was fearless in battle, yet the one thing he dreaded was entanglement with women.

Especially with An Lan—his feelings for her were complicated and indefinable.

“Brother.”

At that moment, Ye Wuyou stepped forward, his expression grave. “Sir, perhaps you should help Sister Lan rest in the backyard first.”

“When she came earlier, I noticed her mood was off. I asked, but she wouldn’t say.”

“She brought two bottles of foreign liquor herself and just kept drinking. No one could persuade her otherwise.”

“Her murmurs were incomprehensible; she seemed quite heartbroken.”

Then, narrowing her eyes with suspicion, she asked, “Brother, did you bully Sister Lan?”

“I’ve known her so long, and this is the first time I’ve seen her like this…”

“Stop talking nonsense,” Ye Wushang rolled his eyes, took a deep breath, and lifted An Lan into his arms. “Wuyou, focus on the business first.”

“I’ll take Lanlan to the backyard to rest and ask her what’s really going on later.”

“By the way, your noodle shop is doing well—good reputation and taste.”

“But don’t slack off. There’s just over half a month until the ingredient competition. Let’s aim for a big success, alright?”

“Mm.”

Ye Wuyou nodded confidently. “I can’t promise everything, but with Mom’s cooking skills in the competition, I think we have a good chance.”

Later, in the backyard.

Just as he helped her onto the bed, her delicate hand suddenly grabbed his, “Don’t leave.”

“Bring the wine, drink with me.”

Though still a bit dazed, she seemed to recognize Ye Wushang.

Instinctively, he tried to pull away, but like sinking in quicksand, the more he struggled, the tighter her grip became. Resigned, he gave in and soothed, “Lanlan, stop drinking. You’re drunk. Rest for now…”

“No!”

“I won’t!”

An Lan pouted, her lips vivid and glossy like freshly picked cherries, utterly tempting. “If you don’t drink with me, I won’t sleep. Not only won’t I sleep, but I’ll sing and dance. I want everyone to know you’re bullying me!”

With that, she shocked him—without care for modesty, she began tearing at her T-shirt with one hand, revealing a vast expanse of pale skin. Lying on her side, the allure deepened.

She even tried to pull off her shorts. Alarmed, Ye Wushang hurriedly stopped her. “No, don’t take them off.”

“Alright, alright, I’ll drink.”

“Will you at least drink with me?”

He quickly opened the bottle and was about to pour a glass when she stopped him, “Don’t pour. Drink straight from the bottle.”

Then, seizing the bottle, she gulped down several swigs before handing it back. “Your turn!”

“Drink it all, then give it back!”

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“This bottle isn’t finished, you’re not allowed to leave!”

Ye Wushang was speechless.

Only a few hours had passed, yet her mood swung wildly.

She said she was going to report on the Seven Phoenix Tower to Old Master An. Could something have gone wrong?

He wanted to ask.

But An Lan’s emotions were unstable; if she were truly provoked, no one could predict what might happen next.

So they drank, back and forth.

Half an hour later, the entire bottle was drained.

“Thud.”

An Lan lost control, staggering and falling to the ground.

Unexpectedly, Ye Wushang tripped on her foot and fell on top of her.

Feeling the awkwardness beneath him, he was embarrassed beyond words.

Especially now, their eyes met at close range, and he could even smell her heavy breath.

The scent of alcohol.

The fragrance.

And intense desire.

Dry wood and blazing fire—just a spark away from igniting.

He instinctively tried to rise, but she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck.

Slowly drawing closer.

Just as their lips were about to meet, before either could savor the moment, she suddenly vomited!

Ye Wushang was shocked and hastily moved away.

Though she missed his mouth, she vomited all over him.

Afterwards, An Lan’s mind cleared somewhat. Blushing, she apologized, “Sorry, Wushang, I… I drank too much.”

“Let me wipe it off for you.”

She rose promptly to clean up, but her clumsy hands only made things messier.

In the end, she accidentally pulled open his shirt and touched his bronzed, muscular torso, trembling as if struck by lightning.

“No need, Lanlan. I can manage.”

Ye Wushang quickly stood, moved to a corner, took off his jacket, and tied on a kitchen apron.

Yet it couldn’t hide his strong arms and back.

The masculine vigor radiated sharply, mingled with alcohol breath, instantly stirring restlessness in An Lan, who bit her lip, unable to resist.

“Lanlan, what’s really going on?”

“You seemed fine during the day. Why the sudden low mood?”

“And you’re drinking? You know I hate drunkards…”

Ye Wushang changed the subject, questioning.

Sighing, An Lan waved him off. “Nothing much, just a bad mood. Don’t ask anymore.”

“I have to know.”

He raised his voice, serious. “We’re friends and should be honest with each other, right?”

“Besides, I’m the overseer of both the An and Lan families. If there’s anything going on, I must know.”

“In your eyes, I’m just a friend? Merely subordinate and superior?”

Hearing this, An Lan’s eyes revealed a trace of sadness.

Ye Wushang opened his mouth but found no words.

She smiled faintly, sat down, poured a glass of water, and said calmly, “Actually, it’s nothing much. I just got back and hadn’t reported to Grandpa yet when my uncle already told him about the Seven Phoenix Tower.”

“When Grandpa learned that Zhang Yanhong, who was developing the new drug, resigned and took the core data with her, he was furious and helpless.”

“My uncle took the opportunity to pressure me, saying that if the new drug development failed, he would strip me of my CEO position!”

“What?”

Ye Wushang was stunned. “On what grounds?”

“He’s already been transferred and is no longer a senior executive at An Group.”

“And developing the new drug was just a strategy. Even if it fails, we can try another approach. He…”

“But there are already orders!”

An Lan clenched her glass, teeth gritting. “Pre-sale orders for the new drug from over ten thousand people, totaling five million in value.”

“The news about the new drug has spread. It’s impossible to change the strategy now.”

“We can ignore the Lan family, but this will affect the An family’s reputation. My uncle lacks ability but has wide connections.”

“If things go wrong, we’ll have to hope he minimizes the damage and avoids implicating the An family. Understand?”

Ye Wushang suddenly understood.

No wonder she was so anxious.

To the point where she, who never drank heavily, came here to drown her sorrows.

Ultimately, it was all about the new drug development.

However, earlier in the courtyard, they had almost finalized plans with Zhang Yanhong.

Once they obtained the core data, developing the new drug would be imminent.

“Lanlan, don’t worry.”

“I’ll handle the new drug development…”

“Though I want to trust you, the core data is in Zhang Yanhong’s hands, and she refuses to give it. What can you do?”

An Lan smiled bitterly, took a deep breath, and said, “Wushang, I don’t want to pressure you. Do whatever you think is best.”

“As long as it works, it’s fine.”

“If it doesn’t, don’t force it.”

“This isn’t your fault. It’s because Lan Ruoxue failed to investigate properly.”

“I suddenly regret choosing Lan Ruoxue as the An family’s proxy. She’s so unreliable.”

Hearing this, Ye Wushang felt ashamed.

Although she didn’t say it outright, he knew that much of the blame for choosing Lan Ruoxue fell on him.

In fact, it was because of him that she was in such a passive position, plunging the An family into distress.

Just as he was about to comfort her, she glanced at the time, took a deep breath, and said, “Alright, Wushang, that’s enough. I have to go.”

“My best friend is coming to see me soon. I just want to relax now, not think about these headaches.”

“Best friend?”

Ye Wushang frowned.

An Lan chuckled softly. “Why is it that you can have brothers but I can’t have a best friend?”

“Bye.”

Back to her senses.

No matter the troubles, in front of Ye Wushang, she didn’t want to show too much.

Her goal was simple—to avoid burdening him, to follow her heart, and leave the outcome to fate.

Watching her retreating figure, Ye Wushang felt an inexplicable mix of emotions.

Heartache.

Worry.

Or pity?

He couldn’t say.

But one thing was certain—no matter what, he would never let her fall into a dead end.

Her position as CEO must be preserved.

Furthermore, he would solidify her power and clear all obstacles.

The An family’s patriarch and his son would be the first to face his challenge.