Chapter 53 Forced Love from My Archrival 2

Chapter 53: Forced Love from My Archrival 2

He'd known back in college that Lin Huaiqing was trouble. Yet here he was, just a few years later, doing *that* in a bathroom with someone?!

Qin Fan saw red, and gritted his teeth, calling out, "Lin Huaiqing?"

Before Lin Huaiqing in the adjacent stall could even respond, Qin Fan slammed his foot into the stall door.

The couple inside went dead silent, and Lin Huaiqing in the next stall jumped.

Great. So much for washing his hands.

Of course, compared to that guy next door, he was still lucky. That poor bastard's probably scarred for life now.

"Lin Huaiqing! Get the hell out here right now! You've got some nerve..."

Lin Huaiqing zipped up fast and stepped out before the couple got scared shitless by the sudden psycho.

"Second Young Master Qin, long time no see. Is this the welcome gift you had in store for me?"

Lin Huaiqing had figured the person barging in was the male lead, Qin Feng, but to his surprise, it was Qin Feng's younger brother—Qin Fan—standing outside the door.

Surprise flickered across Qin Fan's face. Clearly, he'd thought the guy hooking up in the bathroom was Lin Huaiqing.

Who knew the guy was actually just there to take a piss?

"You..."

"Let's get out of here first. This isn't the place to talk."

Neither of them mentioned the awkward bathroom scene, both silently agreeing to drop it.

To break the awkward silence, someone piped up.

"Hey, Young Master Qin, if I remember right, you went to Z University, didn't you? So you and Young Master Lin went to the same school!"

"That's right, I graduated from Z University, so Young Master Lin and I are alumni. After all these years, Young Master Lin still looks as sharp as ever!"

Not one to back down, Lin Huaiqing fired back.

Swirling the drink in his hand, Lin Huaiqing straightened up, clinked his glass against Qin Fan's, and knocked back the rest in one go.

"You flatter me, President Qin. How could I ever measure up to your glory days?

Otherwise, why would the Z University campus belle have jumped into your arms without a second thought back then? So, did your wife come back to the country with you?"

In the dim light, Qin Fan couldn't help but let his eyes linger on the waist barely visible under Lin Huaiqing's black shirt.

Especially when he'd raised his glass in that toast—undeniable, even after all these years, he was still drawn to this man.

"I'm not married."

Qin Fan's voice was low, with a hint of annoyance.

"Then when are you and Yuting gonna get married?"

"We split a long time ago."

"..."

Lin Huaiqing nearly ground his teeth to powder behind his back.

That was his dream girl—the one he'd chased for three months, only to have her shine on him for three days before Qin Fan stole her away.

And after taking her, he didn't even treat her right!

If you asked him, neither of those brothers was worth shit! The older one always had to one-up him, and the younger one stole his girl—both of them were equally insufferable!

Not to mention, his mission was to cause trouble for the male lead. Even if the system didn't pay him, he'd do it anyway.

He hated people like that! All talk, no substance!

Without a second thought, Lin Huaiqing lumped himself into that insult too.

After all, his current identity was nothing more than a rich man's dumb son.

Everything he wore and used were luxury brands he'd never even heard of. The places he went to were high-end clubs he'd never even dared to dream about.

After a few rounds of drinks, only a handful of people were left at the table.

Some had taken a girl they liked into a private room, others were too drunk and got driven home by their drivers.

Lin Huaiqing looked around and saw that only Qin Fan was left, and he hadn't drunk much.

Even drunk, he hadn't forgotten to get under Qin Fan's skin and give him a piece of his mind!

After all, Qin Feng and Qin Fan were brothers—offending either one was the same thing. Either way, it'd embarrass the Qin family!

Earlier, with outsiders around, he couldn't cut loose. Now that only the two of them were still sober, it was the perfect time.

Lin Huaiqing staggered over, plopped down next to Qin Fan, and leaned in to whisper:

"Qin Fan! Don't think I don't know what you... what you Qin brothers are up to!

You came back this time just to steal the Lover's Island resort project from my family, didn't you?"

His drunken, booze-soaked words made Qin Fan's ears turn red. Qin Fan raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "So what?"

"I'm telling you! No way! One day, I, Lin Huaiqing, will crush you and your annoying brother under my feet! Ugh..."

His childish declaration of war ended with Lin Huaiqing puking all over the floor.

Seriously... the wine was good, no doubt, but it was way too strong! Who the hell came up with this?

Lin Huaiqing smacked his lips, feeling that little bit of provocation wasn't enough.

After puking, he went right back at it!

He stumbled forward and grabbed Qin Fan by the collar.

Anyway, he was here to piss off Qin Fan today, so he might as well settle old and new scores all at once!

"And you... you owe me the campus belle! I chased her for three months! Why... why did she just go with you when you crooked your finger? Qin, I'm not done with you!"

Drunk and unsteady, Lin Huaiqing's vision swam as Qin Fan swayed in front of him. He lost his balance and fell right into Qin Fan's arms.

Listening to Lin Huaiqing's rant, Qin Fan wasn't mad.

If anything, he was almost charmed.

Lin Huaiqing grabbed his collar and fell into his lap, his other hand still resting on Lin Huaiqing's waist.

This somewhat ambiguous position for two men—he actually couldn't bear to push away the drunkard who was acting tough in front of him.

"Lin Huaiqing, you're drunk." With a beauty in his arms, Qin Fan was about to lose his mind, yet he still had to put on a mask of cool detachment.

Yu Wenle, equally drunk and stumbling, just crawled up from the banquet table and wiped his face.

He was astonished to find his close friend cradled in the arms of the second young master of the Qin family, and Qin Fan was about to take him away—shocking him half-sober.

"President Qin, I have the number for the Lin family's driver. I'll call—"

"No need. I brought my own driver; I'll drive him home myself."

Before Yu Wenle could say another word, Qin Fan had already carried the completely wasted Lin Huaiqing out of the club.

At the entrance, a pristine white classic Rolls-Royce Ghost had been waiting for some time.

The driver inside, seeing his young master emerge carrying a man, his eyes went wide in surprise. Still, he had the good sense to open the back door.

Qin Fan tried to set the drunk Lin Huaiqing into the back seat, but the man, fueled by some inexplicable drunken strength, gripped the door frame for dear life.

He flat-out refused to get in.

"Don't touch me! Especially you! Don't think just because I'm drunk, you can do whatever you want to me! Qin Fan! Why are you faking it?"

"Just get in the car!"

Though it was the middle of the night, the club entrance was still packed, and quite a few people had started to look their way.

Forcing Lin Huaiqing into the car, Qin Fan followed and sat in the back as well. But then Lin Huaiqing began shouting at the top of his lungs:

"Help! Someone—"

"Knock it off!"