"Miss Zhao......"

“……”

Zhao Qingying, who had drunk nine cups in a row, was drunk and unconscious, and no matter how Yeling pushed her, there was no response.

"Young Master?"

Ye Ling put his phone in his trouser pocket, jumped out of the high chair, bypassed the fragments of the wine glass, and walked in front of Ming Zhan.

"Pay the bill."

Ming Zhan glanced at Zhao Qingying coldly, and his thin lips opened lightly.

"Yes."

Yunyi took the card and settled the bill.

Ming Zhan drank the cocktail and got up.

"Young Master, Miss Zhao?"

Yun Yi looked at Zhao Qingying, who was lying on the bar and asleep, and his face was full of difficulty.

He and Ming Zhan originally went to 'Feng Yaju' for dinner, but Ming Zhan suddenly changed his mind. At this point, he was a little hungry.

"Take it away."

Ming Zhan grabbed his pocket with one hand and walked towards the door of the bar.

"Yes, young master......"

Yun Yi responded helplessly, turned his head to look at Zhao Qingying, who was sleeping soundly, and muttered angrily.

"You damn girl, what are you doing here? If it weren't for the young master, maybe what would have happened to you tonight? ”

scolded and scolded, but the movements of his hands did not stop. He patted Zhao Qingying's back heavily.

"Miss Zhao, go back."

"Hmm......"

Zhao Qingying's eyelids tore a slit slightly, squinted at him, and responded vaguely.

"I'm back."

Yun Yi attached himself to her ear and said loudly.

"Back to ...... Return...... Go to ......"

Zhao Qingying's eyes trembled, and she struggled to raise her head. Who knows, his head drooped, and he closed his eyes again.

"Hey, why did you sleep again......"

Yun Yi was so anxious that he was about to reach out and pat her again.

Someone came over and picked her up.

Yun Yi was stunned.

"Young Master......"

He never imagined that Ming Zhan, who had already left, would turn around and ......

"No, the young master is a person who has a fiancée, let Miss Yu know, maybe what will happen?"

Yun Yi hurriedly walked in front of Ming Zhan and said cautiously to him.

"Young Master, shall I come?"

Ming Zhan glanced at him, ignored it, and walked out with Zhao Qingying in his arms.

Yun Yi hooked his lips and smiled embarrassedly.

"Miss Zhao lives in ......"

He paused, then asked again.

"Young master, do you know where Miss Zhao lives?"

“……”

Ming Zhan didn't say anything, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Young master, why don't I call Director Li of the Personnel Department? Let her check the entry form......"

Yun Yi said again.

As he spoke, a silver-gray Porsche drove on the opposite side. I don't know if the driver is drunk driving, so he drove straight towards them.

Ming Zhan quickly shot and hit the steering wheel.

The two cars passed by.

"Oh my God, it's dangerous."

Yun Yi was shocked and took two deep breaths.

Ming Zhan glanced at him and said coldly.

"Concentrate on driving."

"Young Master, Miss Zhao......"

Before Yunyi's words fell, there was a 'bang' from the back seat.

"Ouch......"

He quickly pulled over to the side of the road and turned his head to look back. When I saw it, my eyes tightened, and I was surprised.

"I'm ...... God"

Zhao Qingying, who was so drunk, rolled off the seat. Rao is like this, after she screamed, she still slept soundly.

Yun Yi didn't wait for Ming Zhan's order, and was about to open the car door.

"Drive."

Ming Zhan glanced sideways slightly, and glanced back coldly. Chill lips lightly.

"Yes, young master."

Yun Yi had no choice but to start the car again, and silently felt sorry for Zhao Qingying for a second.

"Young master, the front is the Shengshi Hotel, why don't we open a room......"

"Don't you think there's been enough lately?"

Ming Zhan's eyes were cold, and he glanced at him.

Zhao Qingying was drunk like this, they took her to the hotel, if people with ulterior motives saw it, maybe there would be some bad news. Especially let Yu Yin know that it is really impossible to wash it by jumping into the Yellow River.

"This? Young master, what should I do then? You can't take her back to the villa, can you? ”

Yunyi was a little embarrassed.

“……”

The neon slid across Ming Zhan's bright and handsome face, and the dappled light and shadow that fell made his facial features more handsome, and at the same time more cold and arrogant.

Yun Yi saw that he was silent, and he became more and more out of idea in his heart. Tilted his head and glanced at him again.

"Young Master, then let's go back to the villa?"

“……”

Ming Zhan's eyes closed slightly, still silent.

Yunyi only acquiesced to him and hit the steering wheel. The black off-road vehicle drove towards the Shanshui Lake Villa.

The wheels run through the night, through the colorful streamers.

Halfway through the trip, there was a faint pain in the corners of Ming Zhan's forehead, and Zhao Qingying's sentence appeared in his mind inexplicably.

Waiting for love in despair......

Heart, some throbbing.

In the colorful light and shadow, he seemed to see a bright and delicate face.

"The ...... of the Afantian War"

This voice, with a long longing and fiery affection.

He jerked his heavy eyelids open and looked ahead. The light in his eyes is a little ethereal.

That face, not far ahead......

She looked at him, and her eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"Chills ......"

A low call, too real.

Ming Zhan frowned.

"Chills ......"

Yunyi, who was concentrating on driving, didn't hear it. Ming Zhan heard it clearly. Turning his head, he glanced back.

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Ming Zhan retracted his gaze, adjusted his sitting posture, and rubbed the corners of his sore forehead.

Seeing this, Yunyi sped up the car.

When I arrived at the villa in the middle of Shanshui Lake, it was already half past nine in the evening.

Ming Zhan got out of the car first, then opened the door of the villa and walked in.

Yun Yi pursed his lips, reluctantly opened the backseat door, and 'dragged' Zhao Qingying down alone.

looks like a very thin person, but after getting drunk, he is inexplicably much heavier.

Yun Yi felt a trace of resentment in his heart, and walked towards the villa with Zhao Qingying, and his mouth kept chattering.

"Miss Zhao, wake up."

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

Zhao Qingying, who was sleeping soundly, closed her eyes tightly and responded vaguely.

"When you wake up, I will teach you a good lesson."

Yunyi gritted his teeth and muttered quietly. It took him a lot of effort to 'rack' her into the villa. He took two deep breaths and threw her on the couch in the living room.

Bang......

Zhao Qingying 'repeated the old trick', lay on the sofa for less than a minute, and then rolled down.

Yunyi, who hadn't eaten dinner, was about to go to the kitchen to find something to eat. Hearing the sound, his footsteps paused, his brows furrowed, and he turned around.

"Oh my god, this damn girl......"

Yun Yi's resentment in his heart was even worse, he wanted to ignore it, but he couldn't bear it in his heart. Gritting his teeth, he walked over with a dark face.

"Zhao Qingying, get up."

He said loudly as he tugged.

"Huh?"

Zhao Qingying, who was heavily on the carpet, rubbed her dizzy head and slowly pulled her heavy eyelids open a slit.

In the haze, a handsome face with incomparable resentment appeared.

Cloud Assistant ......

"Get up."

Yun Yi glanced at her angrily and said seriously.

"Cloud assistant, where am I?"

Zhao Qingying's eyes widened a little wider, and she got up from the carpet under Yun Yi's tugging. The body is wobbly, and some are unsteady on their feet.

Yun Yi didn't dare to let go, and dragged her tightly. glared at her fiercely and scolded.

"Zhao Qingying, you dead woman, what are you doing in a bar if you have nothing to do?!"

"I ...... Uh......"

Zhao Qingying's long eyelashes blinked and gave a wine burp. The smell of wine was surging, very pungent, and Yun Yi suddenly let go.

"It's ......"

His face was so disgusted that he fanned it with his hand, and then ran into the kitchen as if he had to run away.

"Huh?"

Zhao Qingying, who was dizzy, frowned and was stunned in place for two seconds.

"Uh......"

There was some nausea in the stomach.

She quickly covered her mouth and looked around.

"Huh? Where is it? Why does it look so familiar? ”

A bright light suddenly slipped through her mind, and she suddenly came to her.

"Dream ......"

Zhao Qingying called Sun Mengjiao and walked towards the bathroom on the first floor. Even though she was drunk, she knew the road as if she had been here a lot.

Yun Yi went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Inside, there is sushi and rice cake soup made by the dumb chef, and there are many exquisite side dishes.

He took them out one by one, heated them up, and then took the internal phone and called Ming Zhan down.

Five minutes later, Ming Zhan went downstairs.

He had just bathed and was wrapped in a black silk nightgown, and the ends of his hair were still a little wet. Under the glass light, his lips were crimson and a little bewitching. Eyes like stars are wrapped in brilliant starlight. Walking room, with a unique nobility and elegance.

"I don't know where Sister Tianyi got it from?"

"Go see Zhao Qingying."

Ming Zhan didn't answer his words, and looked in the direction of the living room with a quiet look.

"Yes."

Yunyi put down his chopsticks and got up a little reluctantly.

Ming Zhan retracted his gaze, took the water cup in front of him, and took a sip of warm water.

After two minutes of meditation, he stood up.

Take a step and walk straight towards the back door of the villa. After eating so late and not being active, it is easy to accumulate food.

"Young master, Zhao Qingying is gone."

He was about to push open the door when Yun Yi hurriedly ran over.

"Huh?"

Ming Zhan's eyes tightened, and a cold light flashed between his eyebrows.

"She was still in the living room ......"

Yun Yi lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

“……”

Ming Zhan let go of his hand and turned around.

"She's drunk like that......"

As soon as Yun Yi spoke, Ming Zhan swept over with a cold knife. He lowered his head again.

Ming Zhan stepped into the living room and looked around.

"She was still lying on the couch when I left......"

Yun Yi pursed his lips, a little weak-hearted.

"Are you dead? Don't know what to look for? ”

The anger in Ming Zhan's eyes was a little deep.

"Yes......"

Yun Yi answered and hurriedly ran out.

The wonder of this villa is not only because it is located on a small island in the center of Shanshui Lake, but also because it has an ancient well inside. Although it is an ancient well, there is no well water in it, and there is only silver-white fine sand at the bottom of the well.

He was worried that Zhao Qingying would not stumble and fall into the well.

-

Ming Zhan stood in the living room, his brows furrowed, and the anger in his eyes overflowed to his face.

Yun Yi was right, Zhao Qingying was drunk like that, how could he disappear.

Unless, she's not drunk at all.

No, she didn't look like that at all.

He looked around again, took a step, and walked towards the study on the first floor. Passing by the guest room, he found that the door was ajar, and there was a faint sound inside.

Pushing the door in, the dim light in the room made his pupils shrink, raised his hand, and turned on the light.

The orange lights were lit up instantly, and the simple furnishings were gilded with a layer of fine streamers.

Although it is only a guest room, the decoration is not perfunctory at all. Whether it's furniture or materials, it's simple but not simple.

Ming Zhan took two steps inward, and the corners of his eyebrows furrowed.

There was a smell of alcohol in the room.

His heart sank, and he took two quick steps towards the bathroom inside.

"Hmm...... Hmmm......"

The wall lamps in the bathroom were a little drunk, and the lights were a little dim.

Zhao Qingying lay in front of the toilet and vomited.

The 'Xiang family' coat was thrown on the ground, and she wore only a silk waistcoat with camidol. The hair was loose and a little messy.

Ming Zhan's brows furrowed even tighter, and the color in his eyes became darker and darker.

Turn around and get ready to go out.

Zhao Qingying finally finished vomiting and pressed the flush switch. Staggered to his feet, went to the glass platform, and washed his face indiscriminately.

In the mirror, a handsome back appeared.

"Chills ......"

Ming Zhan's body stiffened, and his footsteps stopped.

"Shidder, is that you?"