Chapter 636 There’s Hope For Them


    By the time Leon took out his phone to check his WeChat again, it was already nine o''clock in the


    evening.


    The city''s busy nightlife had started. Lights were everywhere, just like stars scattered in the sky.


    Long lines of vehicles had formed a jam that extended as far as the eye could see, and the traffic


    lights at the intersections never stopped changing.


    He walked with Bryant and Wynn in tow, leaving the hotel where they''d just attended a dinner party.


    Since it was a party, it was inevitable for Leon to have some drinks. However, he''d been drinking


    ever since he stepped into the legal age, so he had a good alcohol tolerance. Besides, with Bryant


    and Wynn by his sides, he could share the burden—they''d socialized and drunk with some of his


    acquaintances on his behalf. Thus, he was only a little drunk. His drunkenness was so light that a


    blow of cold wind could easily sweep it away.


    Bryant, on the other hand, was quite drunk. His face was a little flushed, and although he managed


    to keep his back straight and retain the smile on his face when he left the venue, his steps were


    obviously unsteady. Fortunately, Wynn wasn''t drunk and dragged him away before someone


    noticed how drunk he was.


    The moment they were out of the hotel, he put his arm on Wynn''s shoulder to steady himself.


    "Bryant, how can you suck so much at drinking?" Wynn looked at him in disgust but didn''t push him


    away.


    "The drinking culture here is scary. When I have the time, I must get to know more about it!


    Otherwise, I''ll keep getting wasted in the future." Bryant waved his hand exasperatedly and


    belched.


    Wynn frowned in disgust.


    At that moment, Leon, who hadn''t been paying any attention to the two guys, happened to click on


    the voice message he got from Michelle.


    "Leon, is there any exercise that fitszy people?"


    The girl''s soft voice rang from the phone. Although it sounded as sweet as cotton candy in his ears,


    he could still detect someint and dissatisfaction in her tone.


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    Leon could vividly imagine Michelle''s cute, naive looks when she sent the voice message to him.


    He couldn''t help but chuckle. "Exercise that fitszy people? How imaginative!"


    "Exercises for thezy? It''s simple. Tell her to just lie still and let you do the moving." Bryant was


    drunk. He spoke without filtering his words and even snickered at Leon.


    Any man could immediately understand what he meant.


    Wynn was practically suffocating with anger. Alcohol was really not a good thing! Even a gentleman


    like Bryant would show his true character once he got drunk.


    Upon noticing the frown on Leon''s face, Wynn immediately pushed Bryant away and winked at him


    desperately.


    ''Wake up!


    Do you fucking know who you are talking to?!''


    Bryant staggered back. The moment he saw Leon''s face, he sobered up in an instant.


    "No, that''s not what I meant." He hurriedly regained his footing and stood straight. His mind was


    already clear, but his body was still wobbly. He looked just like a tumbler doll.


    Leon knew he was drunk, so he didn''t me him. "She''s my sister. Don''t spout nonsense."


    "Princess Nina?" Bryant''s eyes widened in shock. In the next second, however, his shock turned


    into disbelief. He turned to Wynn and whispered doubtfully, "Does Princess Nina usually talk to


    Leon that way? Is she really that girly?"


    This was just too different from the Nina he knew.


    It was almost like they were two totally different people.


    When Leon saw Bryant''s expression, he knew that Bryant had misunderstood him, so he exined


    calmly, "She''s not actually my sister. She''s my sister''s friend."


    "Okay." That made sense. The night wind as well as his fear of Leon had practically blown all


    Bryant''s drunkenness away. Once heprehended what Leon meant, he couldn''t help but say,


    "She isn''t your sister, so what''s..."


    ''the problem?''


    The faint smile on Leon''s face forced Bryant to swallow back thest couple of words he was going


    to say. He then guiltily turned his head to look at the long lines of vehicles on the road.


    On the other hand, Wynn felt like he got an epiphany. The gears in his head were turning at a


    lightning speed.


    "I don''t think there''s anything wrong with what Bryant said. Besides, he was just answering your


    question, not asking you to do it. Of course, you can have a go at it if you like," Wynn said to Leon.


    "Wynn Luo." Leon had always spoken in a gentle tone, so it was always hard to tell whether he was


    angry or not. Other people refrained from showing their emotions by being cold and


    unapproachable, but Leon hid his emotions by always putting on a smile on his face.


    He looked gentle, harmless, and he could evene off as seductive and a little sly.


    Just like a cunning fox.


    But Wynn had grown up with him, so he could naturally detect the subtle change in his expression.


    Calling him by his full name was a sign that Leon was pissed.


    However, the two of them had always treated each other as brothers in private, so even though


    Wynn clearly knew Leon was angry, he wasn''t at all afraid.


    "I had no bad intention. Just forget it if you don''t like it."


    Wynn really hoped Leon would listen to him. How good it''d be if one day Leon and Michelle really


    fell in love with each other? They could put the exercise for thezy into action.


    There must be reasons why Michelle treated Leon so well.


    He couldn''t help but snicker at that thought. At this moment, he looked even more wasted than the


    drunk Bryant.


    Leon no longer paid them any attention. He knew that Wynn and Bryant were worried about him.


    He naturally knew why Wynn was worried. As for Bryant, the matter about Valerie had kind of


    be a thorn in Bryant''s heart—Bryant always felt guilty to him. The two of them had tried every


    means to match him with others. Almost all the girls on C Ind, who looked good and came from


    good families, had had dinner with him.


    He only met each one once, though.


    He didn''t want to waste his friends'' good intentions, but he didn''t want to give any vain hope to


    those girls either. After they had dinner, he always made things clear to them and never contacted


    them again.


    Although he was already used to what they were doing, for some reason, hearing them dragging


    Michelle into their n made him rather ufortable. A frown was inadvertently formed on his


    brows.


    "She''s different from the women you introduced to me before. She''s just a naive girl who knows


    nothing." Leon then shifted his gaze to Wynn. "You, in particr, should watch what you say. We


    can talk about whatever we want in private, but don''t drag her into it.


    After all, in her eyes, I''m very decent."


    He straightened his clothes and smiled. Wynn rolled his eyes. "Yes. I know she thinks you''re an


    outstanding brother."


    "It''s good that you know it." Leon smiled. "I''m going back. Wynn, send Bryant back home. Don''t


    forget what I told you to do."


    Every time Leon brought the matter up, Wynn always pulled a long face. "I won''t forget it. You''d


    better leave now."


    When Leon was about to leave, however, Bryant suddenly stopped him. "Wait! Leon, do you have


    any money to take a taxi home? Where''s my card anyway? Wynn, could you check my wallet and


    see if the card''s in there? If it is, give it to Leon."


    "No, thanks," Leon said proudly. "I have someone providing for me. I have money."


    Although it was only eight hundred dors, it was still money. It should be enough for him to take a


    taxi home.


    Bryant was stunned. "Who can afford to provide for you?"


    Wynn asked in surprise, "Is Michelle a rich woman?"


    "Yes, she''s much more sessful than you. She has savings." Leon couldn''t help butugh when


    he recalled how Michelle vowed to use the savings of hers to provide for him.


    Even long after Leon left, Bryant and Wynn were still in a daze.


    Bryant nudged Wynn with his elbow and asked in a rather slurred voice, "Is Leon really being


    provided for by someone?"


    "Yep! When faced with a female college student, other people usually be the provider. Leon,


    on the other hand, has be the one being provided for. This is really shameful." Wynn rubbed


    his chin, seemingly pondering something. Before long, his eyes lit up. "Do you think there''s hope for


    them?"


    "It''s hard to say, but Leon seems to treat her different."


    "What do you mean?"


    Bryant took a moment to answer. "He''s never stopped you from discussing sex in private. Just now,


    however, he told you not to drag her into your discussion. It''s kind of like he''s be territorial."


    Wynn''s eyes lit up. "So there''s hope for them? Yes, there''s definitely hope! I''ll try harder to match


    them up."


    Bryant shook his head. "Unfortunately..."


    Wynn waited for a long time for Bryant to finish his sentence, but it was to no avail. He swung a kick


    at Bryant''s leg in anger. "Unfortunately what?"


    "Unfortunately!" Bryant was still drunk, so the sudden increase of his volume easily attracted the


    attention of the people around them.


    "You''re really wasted. Come on, finish your sentence. Unfortunately what?" Wynn dragged him


    away.


    Bryant shook Wynn''s hands off. "Foxes are extremely territorial. They pee to mark their territory.


    Remember how he used to treat my cousin?"


    "Don''t mention Valerie in front of me!" Wynn snapped.