Chapter 546 - 546 547 Autumn Should Be Nice If You Are Still
Chapter 546 - 546 547 Autumn Should Be Nice If You Are Still
?Chapter 546: Chapter 547: Autumn Should Be Nice, If You Are Still Here (6)_1 Chapter 546: Chapter 547: Autumn Should Be Nice, If You Are Still Here (6)_1 “Chen, you’ve had some drinks tonight. Wait until you’ve sobered up before leaving.” Liang Chen’s mother also stood up, her face falling as she watched her youngest son, who rarely came home, preparing to leave again.
“It’s nothing.” Liang Chen said as he put on his coat.
Liang Yuan, who was sitting on the sofa, put down the magazine he was reading, raised his head to watch his departing brother, and stood up to say, “I haven’t had any alcohol tonight. As it happens, I have to go out anyway. How about I give you a ride?”
For the past few months, Liang Yuan hadn’t grown tired of extending olive branches to Liang Chen. However, Chen had always disregarded his efforts, and their fraternal relationship seemed to have frozen over.
Seeing her eldest son’s repeat attempt to make peace, Liang Chen’s mother immediately chimed in, “That’ll work. Chen, you can hitch a ride with your brother and come pick up your car when you have the time.”
Upon hearing this, Liang Chen paused in the middle of buttoning up his coat, then slowly undid each button, shrugged off the coat and tossed it casually onto the couch. He swiveled towards Liang Yuan and said, “I wouldn’t want to dirty your car as a shameless person like me. I’ll just stay here and play some cards until I’ve sobered up.”
Liang Yuan’s expression hardened in an instant.
Chen’s mother wore a slightly awkward look, raised her hand to gently push Chen, and said, “Chen, how can you talk to your brother like that? That incident happened so long ago, are you still holding a grudge against your own brother?”
“What can I do? I’m petty.” Without even glancing at Liang Yuan, Chen turned his head towards his cousin who had earlier invited him to play cards and said, “Aren’t we going to play? Let’s go.”
Having said that, Chen walked up to him and casually slung an arm around his cousin’s shoulders as they headed upstairs.
Though he claimed he would leave after sobering up from the game of cards, Chen ended up playing for the whole night, and with outstanding luck – winning hand after hand. Everyone in the room was sore from losing, insisting he stay until they had won it back. The more they lost, the more Chen won.
Those of Chen’s generation in the Liang Family were all married. Even his younger cousin had just gotten married two months ago, leaving Chen the only bachelor. So his cousin teased him, saying with his newlywed wife on his arm, “Sucks at love but lucks out in gambling.” Then he blatantly kissed his wife twice right in front of Chen.
Chen watched, his expression virtually unchanged. He just gave a slight smirk, continued playing cards, and kept winning. Everyone was licking their wounds from their losses as they finally dispersed at 6:30am.
Coming downstairs, the old nanny had already prepared breakfast. Chen’s mother saw him ready to leave and called for him to eat before he went.
Chen glanced at the dining room, saw his father sitting at the head of the table, let his gaze drop slightly and said, “No need, I have something to do, I’ll leave first.”
What could he possibly have to do this early in the morning, on a weekend?
Chen’s mother knew that he didn’t want to see his father. A look of disappointment flashed across her face. As she exited with Chen, she couldn’t help herself and said, “Chen, you can’t entirely blame your father and brother for what happened.”