The taxi finally stopped outside the gate of the community where Liang Wei'an's apartment was located, because she didn't have a lot of appearance, so there was no need to rob the sex.

The driver pulled the car door and dragged Liang Wei'an, who was like a puddle of mud, out and threw her on the ground. Then he clapped his hands and turned to get into the car, slammed the door shut, and left in style.

Liang Wei'an seemed to feel a little uncomfortable sleeping, and turned over, frowning twice, but she didn't wake up.

The mouth is muttering: "Honey, you fly slowly......"

Yan Yixi twitched the corners of her mouth, this thing is still singing, it's really ruined.

He originally wanted to help her, but after hesitating for a moment, he withdrew his hand and called the security guard who was keeping vigil in the community: "Carry her up, I'll pay." ”

"What building do you get to?" The security guard was also happy to earn this extra money and seemed very excited.

"......" Yan Yixi was speechless for a while, how did he know where she lived.

"Do you have any rooms here?"

The security guard was also inexplicably asked by him: "Boss, we are not a hotel here, how can there be a vacant room......

Yan Yixi sighed heavily and thought for a while: "Okay, you can help me carry her to the hotel......

"This ......" The security guard hesitated for a moment, and vetoed his suggestion: "This is not good, although we are just small security guards, but we also want to be honorable." Not to mention whether you are a bad person or not, carrying a big girl into the hotel, why is it okay? ”

"Add money!" Yan Yixi felt that his endurance was about to reach the limit.

"That's even worse...... It's not a good thing to give so much money to someone! Then the security guard watched as if he were a nervous disorder......

Yan Yixi was so angry that she wanted to drop her wallet......

Is he the bad guy? No matter how you look at it, only the drunk and unconscious woman on the ground pounced on him, right?

She doesn't have money, and she doesn't have sex!

Is that security guard blind or lacking heart?!

In the end, Yan Yixi rolled her eyes...... What does he care about so much? This woman on the ground had nothing to do with him in the first place!

If it weren't for the direction of his first budding sympathy in more than twenty years, he wouldn't have wasted his time on such people!

Thinking of this, Yan Yixi turned around and walked to his sports car, then pulled the car door and sat on it, starting the engine.

As a result, in the rearview mirror, you can still see someone lying on the ground and curled up together......

Finally, he turned off the engine and got out of the car, and dragged someone's fat body on his back.

Only once! In the future, the word compassion will disappear from his dictionary like qiangjian.

There were no hotels nearby, and Yan Yixi was lazy, so he threw someone directly into the back seat of the car.

Finally, drive back to the seaside villa, park the car in the garage, close the garage door, and you're done.

At last, the restless sympathy was relieved, and his mood was relaxed, and he happily went back to get ready to rest.

As for Vivian Leung......

Let her sleep in the garage, don't let her sleep on the streets, and lend her his car to sleep for a night is already benevolent.

Back at the villa, Aunt Li had already prepared ginseng soup: "Young master, you sober up, you have been socializing so much recently, don't be tired." ”

Yan Yixi nodded and smiled, drank the ginseng soup, and did not show much warmth to Aunt Li's greetings.

Aunt Li continued: "Master said, I want to hire a few more people for you to call, you have to drive back every time you drink outside, it's too dangerous." ”

"No need." Yan Yixi briefly refused, and then turned around and walked to his room.

In his private life, he has always pursued simplicity. The reason is simple, the fewer people who live around him, the less likely it is that the person who has bad intentions against him will be placed in the eyeliner.

This is his way of doing things.