"Do you want to ask about last night?" Out of the restaurant, Yuan Zixin took the initiative to ask.

Song Qian knew from the first sight of Yuan Zixin that she was a very smart girl, and it was not strange for her to guess her intentions: "I only drank half a glass of Coke last night, but I seemed to be completely drunk and unconscious, and I don't even know what happened after I got drunk." ”

"Didn't that girl tell you?"

"Who?" Song Qian didn't react at once.

"Just the girl who was with you last night. ”

"Oh! I woke up in the morning when she wasn't there. Besides, ......" Song Qian wanted to say, "Besides, the two of them don't know each other", but he felt that it was a little inappropriate, and it was like a prostitute, so he paused and continued, "Besides, it's not good to ask a girl directly about this kind of thing, after all, I'm drunk." ”

As soon as Yuan Zixin heard Song Qian say this, she immediately thought of Xiaoxia's analysis, and immediately labeled Song Qian a "10,000-year spare tire". Sure enough, life is like a play, and drama is like life!

"What's wrong with you?"

After Song Qian finished speaking, he found that Yuan Zixin's eyes were a little strange when he looked at him, and he inexplicably carried a kind of sympathy. Is it because your hair is too messy and sloppy?

Subconsciously, Song Qian touched the head of his bird's nest. In the past, I didn't have the money to get a haircut, so I always went from bancun to killing Matt, and stayed for half a year. Now I'm a person with a monthly income of more than 10,000 yuan, so I'll go for a haircut later.

"That ......" Yuan Zixin also noticed the embarrassment of those few seconds just now, so she quickly returned to the topic, "You shouldn't have drunk red wine last night, but you are indeed drunk and can't stand steadily." ”

Speaking of this, Song Qian suddenly thought of the incident of pulling Yuan Zixin into his arms at that time, and the warm fragrant nephrite in an instant was really tasteful to recall.

At the same time, Yuan Zixin also thought of that scene, and blushed immediately.

In order to cover up, Yuan Zixin hurriedly took out the half cup of Coke from her bag, "This cup of Coke is the leftover from what you drank last night, I smelled the wine very strongly, and I don't know what's going on, so I packed it for you, and now I'll give it back to you." ”

After the words fell, he trotted into the alley in front of him.

"Hey!" Song Qian just took the package of Coke, and when he looked up, he only saw half a figure.

Uh, I don't seem to have said anything, is it possible to think about it and be discovered?

However, last night's events seem to be clearer. Song Qian lifted the lid of the packing cup, and a thick stream of alcohol emanated. It smells like vodka.

"Corpse Picking Artifact!"

This kind of thing that men use to soak in niu was actually used by a woman on herself.

Is it any wonder that after sleeping all night, I was still dizzy and tight, and I drank a few bottles of beer, and such a high concentration of vodka was put down in minutes?

While thinking, Song Qian also turned into the alley.

"Get out!"

Suddenly, an indignant voice came from the front.

Huh?

Song Qian took a few quick steps and ducked sideways behind an abandoned billboard.

Whatever happens, let's see. It's right that he is the god of financial management, and he hasn't acted as the god of Erlang, even if he encounters robbery and rape, and rashly heroes save the United States, it will be a glorious sacrifice if he doesn't do it.

"I don't want to see you!" Yuan Zixin tried to get past the man who was standing in her way.

"But I want to see you. The person in front of her stretched out his hand and stopped Yuan Zixin again.

Because the angle is better, Song Qian just happened to see this person, a man in his fifties, with a somewhat strong figure, wearing a white undershirt, bohemian style pants, dragging personal flip-flops, and a standard cheating-eating style.

Yuan Zixin saw that his way ahead was blocked, and turned around to walk back.

"Don't go!" the man grabbed Yuan Zixin's arm.

"Don't touch me!" Yuan Zixin turned around and glared at him fiercely.

At this glance, the man really let go, but he quickly flashed in front of Yuan Zixin, blocking her way again, and said: "I haven't touched anything on your body, I haven't seen you for half a year, and I'm arrogant again."

Hearing this, Song Qian's heart sank: This fifty-year-old man said that he had touched every place on Yuan Zixin's body, could it be that the two of them were ...... What is the relationship between foster and fostered?

Although she has only met Yuan Zixin twice, in Song Qian's feelings, she is not the kind of woman who worships money, she will be raised by a man who can be her father at any age, or is she such an obscene and sloppy man?

It's a bit unacceptable!

I saw Yuan Zixin's brows tightly twisted, but she seemed a little helpless, and said angrily: "Do you still have a little shame?!"

"How much is shame worth? Don't be ashamed to make money!" The man smiled, looked Yuan Zixin up and down, and suddenly raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is there a C?"

Yuan Zixin subconsciously froze, and then understood what the man said, and immediately darkened her face: "We have nothing to do with you anymore, if you want to harass me again, I will call the police!"

The words fell, and he had already taken out his mobile phone.

"I'm just concerned about my son's daughter's situation, and the court verdict also says that I have visitation rights. The man was not scared at all, and continued to say slowly, "I also went to the hospital to see Xiaojie just now. ”

"What the hell do you want?"

As soon as she heard the man say that he had been to the hospital, Yuan Zixin was a little anxious. Obviously, he will not be a father who cares for his seriously ill son, he goes to the hospital for only one purpose: to threaten their mother and daughter.

"Actually, it's nothing. The man seemed a little proud, "I just think my daughter, Zhang, is older, it's time to find a boyfriend." ”

At first glance, this seems to be a warm scene of a father caring about his sick son and his adult daughter's lifelong events, but Yuan Zixin will not think so.

Who is Yuan Jianguo? If it weren't for the fact that the two of them had the same surname Yuan and had the same blood in their bodies, Yuan Zixin would definitely call the police as soon as possible.

But as Yuan Jianguo said, even if he is divorced, the law also gives him the right to visit. And it is with this kind of law that he has blatantly invaded the lives of the three of them again and again, setting off waves for a while.

However, as if they had been tricked by fate, they could not escape this devil.

Yuan Zixin bit her lip, opened her bag, took out a few hundred-yuan bills from it, and threw them on the ground: "There are a thousand yuan here, take it away, don't come to harass us again!"

Although Yuan Zixin's attitude was very bad, Yuan Jianguo was not angry at all, he slowly picked up the pile of banknotes, folded them, and stuffed them into his trouser pocket.

Seeing this, Yuan Zixin turned around again and was about to leave, but found that Yuan Jianguo was blocking his way again.

"What else do you want to do?" Yuan Zixin was furious.

Every time, every time Yuan Jianguo lost money in gambling and was desperate, he would come to harass their mother and daughter. In the past, my mother couldn't bear it, and I could only give money every time. In the past two years, knowing that he had started to work to make money, Yuan Jianguo began to attack him.