"The young president of Luen Mei Group came to Tingsheng yesterday and raised the friendship of Baffin Island, but Mr. Shang has not answered my phone, and he really wants to force us to pay. ”

He came too coincidentally, and he must have nothing to do with Shang Ming.

"Brother, do you want to watch your single-handedly expanded Tingsheng fall into the dilemma of breaking the capital chain?"

"Don't talk about it... If you have time, you should go back and discuss countermeasures with Mr. Leng, and don't waste time with me. ”

He took the unfinished wine on the table and poured it into his mouth, determined not to care about the affairs of the Ting Sheng Group.

"Brother..."

He tried to beg again, but Leng Yuchen blocked the second half of his sentence, "Go back! Don't wait for me to catch you up." ”

"Okay, I won't force you, but can you stop drinking it, if you drink it like this, do you want to be hospitalized?"

I already have stomach problems, and I drink so much wine, where can I bear it.

"Leave me alone..."

The wine that reached his mouth was snatched away, and Leng Yuchen's reddened eyes burst into flames of anger.

"Brother, if I had known that Mu Xiaojing would cause you so much pain, I would rather she hadn't appeared. "His eldest brother is an invincible legend in the mall and will not be tied up by any feelings.

Now, falling in love with her and losing her has given him great pain. In order to relieve the pain, he drank alcohol every day, even caring about his own life and running the company single-handedly.

If he doesn't torture himself, his heart will hurt even more, and he just wants to rely on wine to anesthetize his mind, so that his heart will feel better, "Yi Ze... It's always been me who is wrong, and the pain I have now is no match for the pain I brought to her, and it was I who shouldn't have intervened in her world. ”

Fate did not let them meet, and her life would not have been miserable because of him.

"Enough... Please think for me, I'm worried to see you like this. ”

He just Mu Xiaojing in his heart, what about him, Brother Xiangfeng, Brother Yang, they are all worried about him, can't they think about them?

Leng Yuchen leaned back on the back of the chair with his eyes closed, and had nothing to say. Leng Yize didn't say anything more, and directly took away the wine that he hadn't drunk, and then took away all the wine stored in Jingyuan.

Before leaving, he helped Leng Yuchen, who had fallen asleep, back to the bedroom, and told Sister-in-law Ning not to buy him wine and take good care of him.

That night, Leng Yuchen woke up in bed, with a splitting headache and a very dry mouth. Holding on to the bed, I sat up and turned on the bedside lamp to find water to quench my thirst.

His eyes swept to the dresser, where pastries and tea were placed.

Sister-in-law Ning was not in Jingyuan at night, afraid that Yuchen would be hungry when she woke up, so she prepared some pastries that were not afraid of cold and put them away.

shook off the dizziness, Leng Yuchen lifted the quilt and got out of bed, didn't wear slippers, walked briskly to the dresser barefoot, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea, drank it quickly, drank a few cups in a row, and put down the teacup satisfactorily after quenching his thirst.

Sitting on the soft stool, his haggard and handsome face was reflected in the mirror.

In the past half a month, I have eaten irregularly, I have lost a lot of weight, and I have forgotten to eat and drink in the past two days, and the bony feeling of my face has become more and more obvious.

The comb on the countertop caught his eye. Raising his hand to stroke the comb, there was a hair left in the teeth of the comb, black and soft, he knew that it was the hair she had left behind.

I haven't seen her wear heavy makeup, and there are very few makeup and utensils on the countertop. In addition to skincare products, there are only a few bottles of powder and lip balm. Not to mention jewelry, hair accessories. She has always tied her hair very casually, either loosely or in a ponytail.

The women he has seen are all dressed up delicately and beautifully, only she is different, and she has always maintained her original face and innocence.

Putting down his hand and collecting his eyes, Leng Yuchen was about to stand up, when he suddenly saw a few gray wool threads exposed outside the drawer.

I opened the drawer and just wanted to put the exposed yarn inside, but when my eyes fell on the things inside, my outstretched hand froze and my body froze there.

It was a gray twill men's scarf, and the fine lines of the weaving were clear and perfect, showing the skillful hands and meticulous care of the owner who knitted it.

With a move in his heart, he couldn't help but pick up the scarf, his fingertips stroked and rubbed it repeatedly, and his eyes suddenly abruptly couldn't help himself, was it given to him by Shino?

Since it was already knitted, why didn't it be given to him?

His hands clenched the wide scarf close to his face, and a warmth spread to the skin of his cheeks, causing Leng Yuchen's hot tears to slide down.

What was her mood at that time to knit a scarf?