Chapter 157 Getting Drunk

Although people won't change their taste easily. Zed didn't know whether the taste of Teresa had
changed or not, he felt that it wouldn't be easy to change one's taste. Zed ordered some food that
Teresa liked, but she barely ate.

"Teresa, why do you eat so little? Don't you like the dishes I ordered? Why don't you order something
you like? " Zed then turned to the waiter for the menu.

"No, thanks, Zed." Teresa waved her hand to stop him at once. "The food you ordered is good. I just
have no appetite." Teresa pouted her lips and lowered her head, pretending to be aggrieved.

Zed didn't notice the anomaly of Teresa. He teased, "Teresa, do you want to lose weight. You are
already so slim and beautiful. You don't need to lose weight. "

Zed didn't expect that his joke made Teresa cry. Teresa bowed her head and pouted her mouth. Tears
rolled down from her eyes to her eyelashes as she sobbed. Her sad look made Zed somewhat
bewildered. He asked carefully, "Teresa, what's wrong with you? It's me... Did I say something wrong?"

Teresa raised her head and looked at Zed with tears in her eyes. She asked aggrievedly, "Zed, do you
really think I'm good-looking? Or just perfunctory? "

Zed was confused. What was wrong with her? Girls usually liked being praised for their beauty, didn't
they? Why did he say that Teresa was beautiful but she began to cry? "Of course it's true," said Zed
with a smile. When did I ever lie to you?"

What Zed didn't expect was that after he said that, Teresa cried even more sadly. She grabbed the
napkin on the table and wiped off her tears, choking with sobs, "then why do everyone like Sophia? I
thought it was because I was not beautiful. Why in Victor's eyes, all he could see is only Sophia? Is that
bitch better than me? Is she pretty than me? Now, not only Victor, but also Jeremy was attracted by
her. But I have nothing. I... How could that bitch Sophia get all these things? She is just the daughter of



a shameless woman. How could she compete with me?" Teresa's voice got louder and louder as she
spoke.

The western restaurants of this level had always been quiet, so Teresa's voice attracted everyone's
attention. At the beginning, some people looked towards this direction, and when they saw Teresa, who
was crying, and Zed who was anxious, they began to guess if the couple had a quarrel.

Since Zed was young, he had been indulged in art, which made him a little disgusted with Teresa's
behavior that she was making a scene in public, but he also knew that she was sad and didn't have the
heart to blame her. Under the gaze of the crowd, he looked at everyone with an apologetic look, called
the waiter to pay the bill and left with Teresa.

Teresa was crying so sadly that it took a while for Zed to get her into the car. In the car, Teresa kept
sobbing. Staring at her for a while, Zed handed her a piece of tissue and stretched out his hand to
fasten her seat belt. Then he rubbed her hair and said, "let's go. I take you to a place."

Teresa kept crying and didn't say anything. At dusk, Zed started his car. The sun slowly sank below the
horizon. In the darkness, his car integrated into the traffic on the road.

It was completely dark when Zed stopped the car again. The street lights lit up in an instant and the
orange light made people feel a little depressed. Zed took Teresa to a bar. In fact, he was a gentle man
and he didn't like to go to such a noisy place. But when he studied abroad, his classmates went out to
have fun and it was inevitable that he refused them every time, so he went to the bar several times with
his friends.

But Zed didn't have the heart to see Teresa sad, so he wanted to take her here to get drunk. It said,
"how do you relieve your worries? Only alcohol can." It was true that alcohol couldn't solve problems,
but it was the most effective way to paralyze a person's nerves so that he could temporarily forget
trouble.



Since coming back to the company, Zed had more or less known about Sophia. He felt that Sophia was
relatively easy to get along with. She knew how to deal with things with discretion, and was neither
humble nor pushy to people. She was not as disgusting as Teresa said. Zed knew that the reason why
Teresa didn't like Sophia was that Victor only cared about Sophia not Teresa. It was obvious that
Teresa was jealous of Sophia. Jealousy was a kind of poison that would make people crazy.

Zed knew that he was not Victor, nor could he console the poor Teresa. Before he could be very
familiar with the situation of the YS Group and took over the power of Victor to occupy the highest
position in the YS Group. Before he got the heart of Teresa, he could do nothing but drink with Teresa.

After ordering a bottle of strong spirit, Zed poured two glasses and one of them was handed to Teresa.
And the other one was held in his hand as he said to her, "come on, I'll drink with you. If you're not
happy, drink some wine and go to bed, then you will be fine. I'll be with you! Cheers! "

Teresa was grieving over the love.

…… At the same time, she kept imagining how happy Victor was with Sophia to watch the movie. The
tickets Victor chose were romance movies. He thought that romance movies' atmosphere was most
suitable for couples. But he didn't expect that the ending of the movie was a cruel tragedy. At the end of
the movie, there was a tear point. Sophia's eyes fill with tears. When the movie ended, they walked out
of the projection room. Sophia was still choking.

Although Victor also felt moved by the movie, he still felt Sophia's reaction was too over. He put his arm
around her shoulders and said amusedly, "don't cry, baby! It's not that sad."

"It's all your fault! What kind of movie do you pick? I am so sad now!" Sophia pouted and complained to
Victor liked a spoil kid.

Victor couldn't help but burst into laughter. With the deepening of their relationship, Sophia gradually
showed her girlish side in front of him. She was no longer so serious and careful. She would also act



coquettishly to him and make trouble with him. Enjoying this change, Victor rubbed Sophia's hair in his
arms and said, "it's my fault. I didn't see the pre-warning video before buying the ticket."

"You have to make up for my spiritual loss." Tears were still hanging in her eyes, and Sophia pouted
and continued to act like a spoiled child.

Victor wiped her tears and said with a smile, "okay. Tell me, how do you want me to compensate you?"

"Buy me the durian cakes. The cake shop downstairs our company. " Sophia requested naturally.

Victor raised his eyebrows and hesitated. He hated durian so much that he thought there would be
such an annoying species in the world. But Sophia had a special taste for it, especially the durian
cakes in the company's downstairs. In the beginning Sophia didn't know that Victor hated durian that
she bought the durian cake to home and Victor didn't close the window for three days to get rid of the
bad smell of it. Since then, Sophia didn't dare to buy anything related to durian.

Therefore, when Victor heard the word "durian cake", he had a headache. He frowned and said, "No. I
want another one."

"Hey, could you be a little more sincere! I haven't eaten my favorite durian cake for you for a long time.
I wouldn't take it home but eat here." Sophia begged as she put her palms together.

Looking at this pathetic Sophia, Victor couldn't help but smile, "okay. I'll take you to eat crispy durian
cake. But you said that you won't take it home!" They walked into the night, talking and laughing.

In the bar, Zed was still "accompanying a gentleman even at the risk of his life". He seldom drank, and
his capacity was very low. Teresa, who was well-known for her bad drinking capacity. And Zed ordered
wine was strong. Soon after, Teresa fell asleep on the table.



Although Zed was drunk, he was still sober. He paid the bill, picked up Teresa and staggered out of the
bar. His car was parked nearby, but he had drunk so much that obviously he couldn't drive. He was so
drunk that he almost lost the ability to think. He forgot about the first thing, that was to call a Uber. He
chose the most primitive method. He held Teresa, swayed to the side of the road, and stopped a taxi.

When the driver asked where they were going, Zed hesitated. Although he had been to the home of
Teresa's, he did not know exactly the address. With a mess in his mind, there was little chance for him
to successfully find her home. But he couldn't just stay there and do nothing. He also couldn't have
secretly taken Teresa to his house. After hesitating for a while, Zed spoke out the name of the hotel.

As soon as they arrived at the hotel, Zed asked the taxi to wait for him. After checking in the hotel, he
went back to the car and took Teresa upstairs. After placing Teresa on the bed carefully, Zed tucked her
in and was about to leave. However, Teresa grabbed his clothes tightly and murmured, "no! Please
don't go! Please. "

These words really moved Zed. He was not a saint. In front of the woman he loved, she said these
words to him in such a tone. Although he knew that taking advantage of a person was not a gentleman,
he could not control himself to not think about evil.

At that moment, an idea occurred to Zed. He took off his coat and threw it on the ground, stretching out
two hands to hold her tightly.

…… A gust of wind swept through the room, and the sunlight sneaked into the room through a crack in
the curtains.


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