Chapter 43


    Besides, Ian had removed his suit jacket, and a few buttons on his shirt were


    undone. With his sleeves rolled up, his fair skin and well–defined arm muscles


    were exposed.


    Sage promptly stopped herself from staring. She couldn’t afford to be infatuated with his attractiveness


    again.


    Shooting him a cold look, she grumbled, “What are you standing here for? You gave me a fright!”


    Ian wasn’t angry. Instead, his tone was gentle as he replied, “Weren’t you seeing Grandma off? Why


    did youe here? I’ve looked everywhere for you…”


    Based on his words and expression, Sage confirmed that Ian had had a bit too


    much to drink.


    His usual image was one of swift decisiveness, even in situations like this where he seemed a bit slow


    in reacting. Moreover, he wouldn’t normally say something as silly as having looked for her everywhere.


    There was once in her previous life that Ian had gotten drunk as well. However, he had only slept it off


    upon getting home instead of making such a fuss.


    At the thought of this, Sage eased up a bit. But just to be sure, she called Terry to help arrange for


    someone to pick them up.


    “Alright, Mrs. Hob,” Terry responded before hanging up.


    “You still haven’t told me why you’re here.” Ian held her arm and insisted on an


    answer.


    Tiana had warned Sage about how scary people could be when drunk. So, she didn’t argue with


    Ian in that state and simply said, “I was just bored and took


    a walk.”


    “Why are you bored?” Ian’s slightly intoxicated gaze was fixed on her, and his


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    expression was serious.


    Sage thought that if she recorded Ian’s silly and cute behavior right now, she


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    could probably extort a billion from him.


    At her silence,n unexpectedly reached out and pulled her into an embrace.” Why aren’t you talking?”


    “Ian, let me go!” Sage demanded as she tried to break free.


    Butn held her tighter. He felt displeased. “You’re being rude. Howe you’re not calling me ‘Tany‘


    now? Let me hear it.”


    Sage was momentarily stunned, then found it somewhat funny and poignant at the same time.


    Eventually, she lost her temper. “Tan, do you think it’s fun to act crazy after drinking?”


    Sage forcefully pushed him away and added, “Or do you feel uneasy because I haven’t been chasing


    after you every daytely?”


    Call him ny“? Like hell! He never cared when she used to call him that all the time. In fact, he would


    frown so deeply as if he found it incredibly distasteful!


    So how dare he ask her to call him that now?


    Ian stumbled back a few steps as Sage pushed him. His eyes cleared slightly, but


    there was still a hint of drunkenness.


    Seeing Sage’s angry expression, Ian felt more annoyed.


    He wasn’tpletely drunk, but he was definitely not sober either. He couldn’t believe he had actually


    listened to Calvin’s terrible advice.


    ording to Calvin, the best way to deal with girls was to pamper them as they would be cuter


    and more charming. When pampering, he must speak softly,


    be gentle, and hold their hands or touch their shoulders asionally. Ultimately, any girl who liked him


    wouldn’t be able to resist!


    And so, Ian had softened his tone, acted extra gentle, and even wrapped his arms


    around Sage’s waist despite her resistance. Yet, it waspletely useless.


    Conversely, Sage was even angrier than before!


    Ian’s head was starting to ache. He rubbed his temples and tried to stay upright


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    as he stepped forward.


    After a few steps, he looked back at Sage. He said slowly and indifferently, “Are you nning to stand


    there all night?”