Chapter 14

He was smoking with a group of people next to the restroom.

Seeing him, my first instinct was to run, but having drunk too much, I couldn’t hold it in. So, I braced myself and went to the restroom under the watchful eyes of him and his friends.

When I came out, they were still there, laughing and joking recklessly beside me.

“Got your eye on that girl?”

He didn’t speak, just looked at me meaningfully.

“Such a pretty girl, if you don’t go for her, I will.”

Hearing this, I couldn’t help but look up while washing my hands, only to see a boy with gray hair staring straight at me.

Then I glanced at Liam Evans; he didn’t say a word, just exhaled smoke rings.

I couldn’t hold back and staggered over, glaring at the boy, “I’m his sister, you little brat, you’re really rude.”

The group suddenly laughed and jeered.

“Liam Evans, since when did you have such a beautiful sister?”

“Keeping her hidden from us?”

The gray-haired boy came over, “Sister, you seem drunk, why not come to our booth and hang out?”

“No,” I shook off his hand.

“Today is Liam Evans’ birthday, as his sister, aren’t you going to celebrate with him?”

What? I turned to look at Liam Evans, but he averted his gaze, saying nothing, not even refuting, as calm and indifferent as ever.

Was he waiting for me today because it’s his birthday?

I started to feel a bit heartless, and thinking about how he doesn’t have a mother, my sympathy overflowed, hesitatingly I replied with a “sure.”

As a group of younger guys pushed me, ready to leave, he spoke up, “It’s all guys, what are you going for?”

Was I just rejected by him? He really holds a grudge.

“Then I won’t go,” I immediately changed my tune. “I just heard it’s your birthday.”

He didn’t speak, pondered for two seconds, and casually said, “What’s the point of celebrating a birthday?”

Alright… since he said that, it seems I was being self-indulgent.

“Goodbye, have fun,” I said awkwardly to them, ready to leave.

Just as I took a step, I bumped into a wall of people.

Looking up, I saw Liam Evans looking at me through the smoke, “Come if you want.”

Me: ? Who just told me to leave, who said birthdays aren’t worth celebrating?

“I don’t want to anymore,” I glared at him.

He was stunned for a few seconds, then suddenly laughed, leaned down, and whispered in my ear, “That’s the least believable thing you say…”

His smile was full of meaning…

My face flushed red, my mind went blank.

“Let’s go,” he cleared the way, grabbed my wrist, and led me to his booth.