I found a hotel near the train station after one train attendant\'s suggestion. I went there with Meng Bao, who was carried by the train attendants all the way to the hotel. He was still dead drunk, mumbling a few stuff, singing happy birthday, sometimes frantically struggled because he said someone was touching him besides his beloved Jie.

Some of the train attendants\' make-up was ruined because Meng Bao\'s hands rubbed all over their faces. I pitied them a bit, to be honest, but I had no time to pity and console them.

Because I still had to take care of a big baby, a big drunk baby who acted like a madman when he was drunk.

The receptionist was surprised when he saw this. He then asked for identification. I searched around in Meng Bao\'s jeans and found his wallet.

Then I took Meng Bao\'s id, and there was his name written clearly.

-Yang Menghuo-

And he was twenty-five this year. I rolled my eyes. At this point, I already knew about everything that Meng Bao tried to hide from me, from his real identity, his family, and his personal income.

But then again, other than that, I didn\'t know about Meng Bao\'s true heart and also his childhood sweetheart.

I tried asking him about his childhood sweetheart, but he said that his parents disliked her. So he wouldn\'t want to disclose her real identity, afraid that his parents would find out.

I recalled Mr. Yang Zhuhuo\'s reaction about this childhood sweetheart, and all he said was that… Yang Menghuo loved her so much, he rejected everyone just for her. Funnily, none of them ever saw the real person of this childhood sweetheart of his.

I sighed. How could I feel secure when Meng Bao\'s attachment to this childhood sweetheart of his was so strong?

\'What a lucky bitch,\' I said in my heart.

"Miss? We need an ID card."

"A—Ah, yes," I gave Meng Bao\'s id card, and then the owner gulped when he saw the id. He immediately called his manager, and the manager rushed to the receptionist counter to check the ID card.

And then he called someone. In a matter of minutes, the seemingly empty hotel became crowded with staff. One even spread out the red carpet.

The manager approached Shi Ying and bowed his head deeply, "Y—Young Miss, I don\'t expect you to be Young Master Yang\'s lover. We will direct you to the executive suite room immediately!"

"Wait for—Wha?!" I looked at them all in confusion. Then I glared at the train attendants, and all of them were looking away as if they weren\'t the ones who suggested this hotel in the first place.

"Wait, all of you know Yang Menghuo?" I asked.

"Of course! This is a hotel he built when he was bored! Now it is thriving, thanks to Young Master Yang\'s investment!" The manager replied proudly.

He helped carry Meng Bao, and we were escorted to the highest floor, an executive suite room with a wide city view and a mountain far away.

"Wait, I don\'t need this room! This is for Meng Bao—I mean, this is for Menghuo only! Just give me a regular room!" I protested when the manager wanted to close the door.

"Ah, Miss, please don\'t be embarrassed. This is the best room for you and Young master Yang to spend the night together, it\'s soundproof, and the bed is very comfortable for various positions!"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN WITH VARIOUS POSITIONS!?"

"Hehe, don\'t be shy, Miss. Please enjoy your stay. If you need anything or any food, feel free to contact the receptionist.

My jaw dropped when the manager really put us together here. I looked at Meng Bao, who was lying like a salted fish on the bed. He mumbled few things and then laughed like an idiot again.

I walked to the king-sized bed and then realized that Meng Bao was burping few times.

"Ugh, it really didn\'t fit your handsome face! Where is my handsome overbearing billionaire who is intimidating enough to scare everyone? You\'re just a drunk uncle who went home after a long day of work and out drinking with your coworkers!"

I checked the bathrobe and took it for Meng Bao. I returned to him and unbuttoned his shirt because it had been stained with cakes and alcohol. When I unbuttoned his shirt, I saw his muscular body, strong chest, and nicely shaped abs.

It was so nice to see, so I caressed the abs a bit, hehe.

After realizing what I did, I shook my head immediately and then propped Meng Bao before putting on the bathrobe.

Meng Bao was heavy, and he struggled at first.

But when he realized my touch, he immediately hugged me tight and pulled me on the bed.

"GYAHH!"

Meng Bao hugged my waist tight while I was lying on top of him. I could feel something throbbing under my belly, big and throbbing.

"M—Meng Bao, let me go!" I struggled after knowing what was the big and throbbing thing under my belly. But Meng Bao only hummed, and he hugged me tighter.

"Ying Jie, not mad…"

"Aish, let me go now! Your thing is poking me!"

"Mmmh… Jie is so squishy. Meng Bao likes…"

I gritted my teeth, and I tried my best to push Meng Bao, but with one move, Meng Bao suddenly switched the position, and now I was lying under him while Meng Bao was resting his head on my boobs.

My cheeks reddened suddenly, "B—BAO! Wake up!" I yelled at him, still trying to push him away to no avail.

Then after few unsuccessful tries, Meng Bao suddenly fondled my boobs and then said, "Wehehe… Bao\'s favorite pillow…"

My cheek was as red as it could be. Drunk Bao was seriously dangerous compared to the regular Meng Bao.

Though, I wouldn\'t lie that I got aroused… a bit.

After realizing what I just said, I slapped my own cheek and cursed myself, "What the heck, Shi Ying! You said you want to keep your virginity until you get married!"

I slapped my cheeks a few times to keep my sanity, but Meng Bao\'s got bolder and bolder. His hand caressed my boobs before he reached the nipple under the bra.

I mustered all my qi, chakra, a superpower of whatever, and then pushed Meng Bao as hard as I could, and he rolled back until he fell with his face planted on the floor.

"Oh Buddha, Meng Bao, are you okay?!" I approached him immediately, but when I realized that Meng Bao was alright and continued sleeping on the floor, I sighed in relief and then buttoned my shirt again.

Truly, Meng Bao was one of a kind man. Both his fully conscious and drunk self was problematic to the point of ruining the whole train schedule.

He was also dramatic as heck. Why would he drink so much alcohol in the first place? Was it because of a heartbreak?

I remembered that Meng Bao looked so stumped when we were fighting about his love for his childhood sweetheart. I didn\'t want to be the number two if I wanted to be with a man, and Meng Bao couldn\'t decide about his own feeling.

It was such a simple question of yes and no. But Meng Bao replied with hesitation and said that he couldn\'t choose. What kind of bullcrap was that?!

After knowing that Meng Bao was utterly wasted, I had to call my parents because there was no way that I would bring a drunk Bao to my family.

I called my dad, and after a few beeps, he picked up the call.

"Shi Ying, where are you right now?" My dad asked. He sounded impatient, probably because I kept telling him that I would bring my future husband back home today.

"Hi dad, uh… I don\'t think I can come today."

"Huh? Why? Are you lying to us about bringing my future son-in-law?" Dad accused me, which I denied immediately.

"What? No! My boyfriend currently got uh… train sickness! We\'re resting in a hotel near the train station now. It will take a while for us to return home because his train sickness is getting worse, we have to rest in a cheap Hoel near the train station.

I didn\'t specify that \'cheap\' hotel was actually quite nice and had the most expensive room occupied by its owner, Mr. Yang Menghuo.

"You better not lie to your dad, or you will be cursed by heaven!" Dad threatened.

"I—I\'m not lying! My boyfriend is sleeping right now to recover his strength! He is sick!"

"Hmm… fine then, just make sure that you bring a proper man in front of us, or the front door will not be open for you!"

"What?! Dad, that\'s too much! I also want to come home!"

"Then come home with a man!"

"Ugh, fine! Yes! I will return tomorrow with a man! I will even marry him right in front of your eyes!"

"Good, I will call the old monk to see your marriage with that man."

"Wait—what?!"

Beeeeeep.

And my dad hung up the call.