Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now! Chapter 1307 - 387: [Let’s Listen to Her]_2

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Previously on Put Away Your Divine Techniques Now!...
Chen Yan drowns his sorrows in alcohol and women at a high-end club, indulging in a decadent lifestyle he calls "refining his heart." Meanwhile, Chu Keqing watches him, her initial anger softening into a complex mix of resignation and concern. She brought him to this place, facilitating his desire to "see through" his emotions, believing in his extraordinary potential to achieve a legendary cultivation feat, even if it meant allowing him to pursue temporary pleasures under her watchful eye.

Money is nothing! The Jinling rich woman Chu Keqing sighed inwardly, seething with indignation.

She glanced at the time; it was already past two in the morning.

Chen Yan’s eyes were almost overflowing with drunkenness—he had deliberately refrained from using any Spell to dissolve the alcohol, instead letting it numb his body and senses.

And Chu Keqing also noticed that the two girls sitting beside Chen Yan were getting bolder and bolder.

Finally, Chen Yan exhaled, his body going limp as he slumped back against the sofa.

One of the girls immediately snuggled into Chen Yan’s arms of her own accord, giggling as she leaned in close to his ear to whisper something, while the other girl smiled sweetly as she hugged one of Chen Yan’s arms to her chest.

Mm, with the ancient-style costume and no underwear underneath, even half-drunk, Chen Yan could practically feel his arm pressing into something soft.

The muscles at the corner of Chu Keqing’s eye twitched.

At last, she drew in a deep breath and slowly stood up, walking over.

She grabbed the girl sitting in Chen Yan’s lap with one hand and directly lifted her away, then turned her cold gaze on the one clinging to his arm.

Under that icy stare, the girl’s heart fluttered with panic, and she let go of Chen Yan’s arm.

"That’s it for tonight. You two can leave now, someone will settle the bill for you."

Chu Keqing finished in a cold tone.

The two girls were quite perceptive; they knew that this stunning beauty who’d been sitting in the private room all night definitely wasn’t ordinary. And the way she spoke—the instinctive air of giving orders—wasn’t something just anyone could fake.

The two girls exchanged a look, hunched their shoulders, quickly stood up, and walked out with their heads down.

Chu Keqing took a look at Chen Yan sprawled drunk on the sofa, let out a soft breath, went over to help him up, braced him on her shoulder, and led him out of the private room.

Outside, Assistant Xiaocai had already settled the bill. Seeing Chu Keqing supporting Chen Yan out, he moved up to help, but was stopped by a look from Chu Keqing.

Right now, Chu Keqing was simmering inside; she’d been holding it in for days, watching Chen Yan revel in debauchery every day, arms around other women, left and right.

Tonight her emotions finally wouldn’t stay bottled up. In this moment she had only one thought in her heart: she never wanted any other woman to touch Chen Yan again!

"No need to help. Go drive the car over to the door."

Chu Keqing’s tone was far from pleasant. Assistant Xiaocai didn’t dare say more and hurried off at a run.

·

In the car, all the way back, Chu Keqing laid Chen Yan flat and let his head rest on her plump thighs.

This wasn’t the first time she’d let Chen Yan enjoy this position—ever since she’d gone to him a few days ago, she’d been accompanying him through these indulgent nights. Almost every night, after he got drunk, she’d hold him like this and take him home.

Now, with Chen Yan’s head pillowed on her thighs, Chu Keqing habitually ran her fingers lightly through his hair, and couldn’t help but gently stroke the bridge of his nose and the space between his brows.

Mm, her heart was a tangled mess.

Chu Keqing turned her head, staring out at the nighttime streets and lights beyond the car window.

·

The car drove back into the villa district and stopped outside the gate of the villa courtyard.

Chu Keqing told Assistant Xiaocai to head off and just come pick her up again tomorrow.

As she’d been doing these past few days, she supported Chen Yan through the gate, crossed the courtyard, opened the front door of the villa’s first floor, and then helped Chen Yan into the pitch-black living room.

Without bothering to turn on the lights, she first laid Chen Yan down on the sofa. Then Chu Keqing felt her way into the kitchen in the dark and brought back two bottles of water.

Sitting down on the sofa, she supported Chen Yan with one hand, trying to prop him up to sit.

In the dark, Chen Yan’s arms were already spreading to pull her into a hug.

In the darkness, Chu Keqing’s body stiffened for a second, but she let out a faint sigh, gently pried his arms loose, adjusted his posture so his back rested against her chest, then twisted open the bottle of mineral water and fed him half of it.

Some of the water spilled, wetting Chu Keqing’s clothes a bit, but she didn’t care—she’d gotten used to it over these past few days.

After finishing a bottle of water, Chen Yan’s breathing grew steadier, not so labored.

Chu Keqing held Chen Yan lightly and murmured, "Still dizzy? Do you feel like throwing up?"

Chen Yan kept his eyes closed and seemed to shift his body, finding a slightly more comfortable position—still leaning against Chu Keqing’s embrace.

Chu Keqing felt the weight of him—this man was heavy, pressing on her chest until it felt tight.

Chu Keqing sighed. "It’s like this every day. What’s so good about those women... If you really want to indulge yourself, isn’t it enough that I’m here with you?

Every day you’re wrapped up with other women, drinking yourself senseless, and in the end it’s still me cleaning up the mess and taking care of your drunk self.

I don’t get a single bit of benefit out of it, but I’m the one eating all the bitterness!"

Grumbling under her breath, a surge of resentment rose in her chest, and Chu Keqing couldn’t resist pinching Chen Yan’s body hard.

In truth, it didn’t do much; Chen Yan’s physical body was tough, his muscles solid.

Before she could say more, in the darkness Chen Yan already slurred out, "Water..."

Before Chu Keqing could reach for the bottle, Chen Yan’s own hand was groping around blindly, fumbling until it found the bottle on the table. He grabbed it, twisted it open, and gulped it down in one go.