Li Shaoyan clenched the jewelry box in his pocket, the wedding march in his ears gradually dissipated, and he staggered towards the car. When the secretary saw him come out, he immediately came out to help him.

Bo Yanyu's punch was very heavy, and Li Shaoyan twisted his shoulder, in pain.

"Second young master, let's go to the hospital." The secretary was worried, and secretly sighed, saying that the word love is really harmful, from Li Shaotian to Li Shaoyan, the two brothers have suffered deeply.

"No, you don't." Li Shaoyan smiled bitterly, as soon as he went to the hospital now, he would think of the days when he went to Qinghuan Hospital every day to find Song Aiwei.

"But what about your injuries?" The secretary looked at his slightly swollen face.

Li Shaoyan shook his head, a little impatient: "You don't have to worry about me!" Just go back to the old house. There was a chill in his voice, and the secretary didn't dare to say more.

The car stopped at the door of the Li family's old house, and Li Shaoyan got out of the car and pulled a wound on his shoulder, and it took a long time before walking indoors.

In the middle of the moon, Zhang Wei saw that Li Shaoyan had not come back for a long time and had been waiting in the living room, and refused to return to the room no matter how much the housekeeper persuaded her.

Hearing the sound of the car engine from outside, Zhang Wei immediately greeted her, and her thin dress shivered immediately when the cold wind blew.

"You're finally back." Zhang Wei looked at his face carefully, she knew that Li Shaoyan was going to attend Song Aiwei's wedding today, and she was inevitably in a bad mood, so she said thoughtfully: "I cooked a decanting soup for you, can you drink some?" ”

Li Shaoyan pushed away her hand holding her, and said loudly: "I don't want to decant the soup, bring me wine!" ”

Zhang Wei was pushed and staggered, gave the housekeeper a look, and asked him not to go to get the wine, for fear that he would be drunk too much and uncomfortable.

The housekeeper nodded secretly, this little action did not escape Li Shaoyan's eyes, and he grabbed Zhang Wei's hand suddenly: "You have only been in the door for a few days and you have to take care of my business?" After speaking, he pointed to the butler and said sharply: "Get me the wine immediately!" ”

The butler did not hesitate any longer, and immediately ordered the servant to fetch the wine.

Bottles of high-strength wine were moved, and Li Shaoyan leaned back on the sofa and waved impatiently for the maid to go down. The housekeeper led the servants down, and the secretary also left, leaving only Zhang Wei by his side, his face full of worry.

"Shaoyan, I know you're uncomfortable, drink less." Zhang Wei held the wine bottle and tried to stop it.

Li Shaoyan looked up at her, her eyes were red, her eyes were cold, and Zhang Wei jumped, but her hand holding the wine bottle still didn't let go. Seeing her insistence, Li Shaoyan slowly let go of the wine bottle and went to get another one.

Zhang Wei put down the wine bottle in her hand and went to stop it again: "Shaoyan, rest early, you can't spoil yourself because of a woman like this!" ”

She half-knelt on the ground, holding Li Shaoyan's hand, with a lot of moisture in her eyes, he was just a little better when he was cold before, and he drank all night, how could he stand it?

Li Shaoyan shook off her hand fiercely, pushed the person to the ground, and said sharply: "Go back to your room for me!" ”

Zhang Wei struggled to get up, rubbed her aching wrist, hesitated, and left.

The whole room was quiet, Li Shaoyan looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and his heart was at a loss, the woman he loved married someone else today, and he married someone he didn't love for the sake of his family and revenge......

A dull ache in his heart almost made him unable to breathe, and he poured a sip of wine, the spicy taste made him cough uncontrollably, and his consciousness gradually blurred.

Li Shaoyan carefully rubbed the wine bottle, smiled stupidly, and his eyes became confused, this wine is really a good thing, a drunk relieves a thousand sorrows, and the ancients honestly do not deceive me.

One by one, the empty bottles were placed next to the sofa, Li Shaoyan's whole person was soaked in wine, and the pain in his heart slowly dissipated, but he was just sneering.

The clock struck twelve times, and the night gradually deepened, Zhang Wei didn't sleep after returning to the room, worrying about Li Shaoyan in her heart, for fear that he would catch a cold again.

Looking at the bruises on her wrists, Zhang Wei smiled bitterly, her eyes were full of loneliness, even if he hurt himself so much, he still only had him in his heart......

Zhang Wei took a deep breath, slowly walked out of the door, and walked along the corridor to Li Shaoyan's room, the door was ajar, and the wine was suffocating inside.

Zhang Wei frowned, pushed the door in, and looked at Li Shaoyan drunk into a puddle of mud and heartache and annoyance, her husband was drunk late at night for other women, what woman can withstand it?

She snatched the wine bottle from Li Shaoyan's hand and said loudly: "Li Shaoyan, where did you put me!" ”

Li Shaoyan looked at his empty hand slowly, looked sideways at Zhang Wei with a hazy gaze, and then smiled stupidly: "Where do I put you?" In my heart, of course. ”

Li Shaoyan's consciousness was hazy, and Zhang Wei's gorgeous face in front of her was replaced by Song Aiwei's affectionate peach blossom eyes, she held her arm and looked at him with concern.

Zhang Wei helped the person to the bed, and when she heard his words, she stiffened as if she had been electrocuted, and it took a while to react, and she couldn't believe it: "I'm in your heart?" ”

Li Shaoyan pulled Zhang Wei's arm and pressed the person on the bed, and whispered: "Of course you are in my heart, how have I treated you for so long, don't you know?" I love you! ”

The strong smell of wine came with the confession, Zhang Wei was a little dizzy, and hesitated: "Really? You, do you love me? ”

Li Shaoyan stroked her face and looked directly at the person in his arms: "I love you." After speaking, he lowered his head and kissed the cherry blossom pink lip.

The hot kiss was full of mellow wine, Zhang Wei was intoxicated, and she hugged Li Shaoyan tightly, like a life-saving driftwood.

The two tore each other's clothes, the kiss slid down their necks, Zhang Wei grabbed Li Shaoyan's hand as if she couldn't bear it, and looked at Li Shaoyan who was doing whatever she wantonly on her body with a pair of watery eyes, and confirmed again: "Do you really love me?" ”

Li Shaoyan smiled indulgently and said softly, "I really love you, Ivy." ”

As soon as the last two words came out, Zhang Wei immediately stiffened, tears fell straight on the pillow, and she couldn't come to her senses, it turned out that this was the case, no wonder Li Shaoyan suddenly changed her attitude towards herself, she thought that she had finally moved people......

The monstrous grievances almost swept Zhang Wei, she is the daughter of the Zhang family, which young talent in Haicheng is not sought after by thousands of people, and now she has fallen to the point of being a substitute for others.

The coolness on her chest recalled her wandering thoughts, Zhang Wei struggled to push the person in front of her, and said loudly: "I'm not Song Aiwei, you can see clearly, I am your wife Zhang Wei!" ”

Li Shaoyan raised her head, fixed her hand on her head, and smiled affectionately: "Yes, you are my wife, I love you." After speaking, he ripped off the last cover on the two of them.

Zhang Wei closed her eyes in resignation and let Li Shaoyan do it, she didn't know whether she really couldn't break free from a drunk person, or coveted his tenderness at the moment.