With a sigh, Hua An sat down beside her, raising his head and looking at the sky, wanting to know what she was looking at.

Suddenly, he glanced back at Du Yan and asked, "Du Yan, what are you looking at?" ”

Du Yan frowned, as if she was particularly disgusted by his question, then she coughed, sneered, stared at his face, clenched her fists and said, "What does it have to do with you, you are really annoying!" ”

It seems that Du Yan is extremely disgusted with herself, even if she is drunk like this, she will not forget to scold him.

With a sigh, Hua An's eyes deepened a little, he stared at Du Yan quietly, and suddenly said: "Actually, I don't want to go against you so much, as for the Sophie woman, she signed a gambling agreement, if she fails, all the property in her name will be gone, and every family has a difficult scripture, isn't it?" ”

This time, Huaan didn't know what was wrong with him? Actually reasoned with her here, shook his head, there was a little helplessness in his eyes, and then stretched out his hand, wanting to pull Du Yan up from the ground.

Du Yan was very resistant to his touch, and then she raised her eyes with difficulty, subconsciously struggling, while struggling, Du Yan felt that her strength could not be used because of drunkenness, she exclaimed with difficulty, and then fell to the ground.

Closing her eyes with difficulty, Du Yan felt that she was definitely going to fall miserably this time, but she didn't expect that Hua An helped her up.

The man sighed, stared at her eyebrows helplessly, and then quickly pulled Du Yan into the car.

"You ......" Du Yan looked at him a little surprised, as if he was a little frightened, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes like a fawn, his brows were tightly wrinkled, staring at his eyebrows.

He didn't need to do anything to a drunk woman, Hua An narrowed his eyes, the smile on the corner of his mouth was very funny, he turned his head, just glanced at her, and said coldly: "Du Yan, there's nothing to be afraid of, it's just to send you home, it's really useless, and you actually drink like this for a man?" ”

Is she a fool to everyone else? What do you say is unhappy because of Mrs. Sophie's affairs, but what makes Du Yan uncomfortable, besides Song Yanjun, who else could be? It's ridiculous.

Hearing this, Du Yan blinked, the tears in her eyes fell unconsciously, she clenched her fists, and the hatred in her eyes was permeating.

Then, Du Yan leaned on the car seat in embarrassment, closed her eyes, and tried her best to empty herself, not wanting to let herself think too much.

After a while, the car stopped, and Du Yan planned to go down by herself, but Hua'an didn't give her this opportunity, and actually hugged Du Yan like this.

She struggled twice, feeling that she had a terrible headache, a helpless look flashed in her eyes, and she could only yawn lightly to calm herself down.

However, Du Yan doesn't know what's wrong with her? It seems that she has drunk too much, and she is now unconscious at all, and her body has no strength.

Eventually, she was plunged into darkness.

Hua An found out that this woman actually had a fever and was about to hand her over to the maid, however, unfortunately, the maid happened to have a little thing that day, and she was not on leave, so Hua An could only stay and take care of Du Yan, fortunately, Du Yan was not a particularly hypocritical person, he gave her medicine and water, and she was also cooperative, and she did not cause too much trouble.

It's just that one thing is not good, Du Yan's mobile phone rang, Hua An didn't think too much, and directly picked it up.

Song Yanjun's voice sounded on the opposite side: "Du Yan......"

Hua An was stunned for a moment, knowing that this was Song Yanjun's voice, and he didn't want the two of them to have any misunderstanding, so he quickly cleared his throat and said, "Du Yan is sick......

Actually a man? Song Yanjun's face immediately changed, the man's brows were tightly wrinkled together, he felt that anger was brewing in his chest, he was really going to be angry, he clenched his fists, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and then he said in disgust: "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

"Hua'an." Hua An pinched his eyebrows, thinking that this Song Yanjun was really a vinegar jar, should he be angry? It's too ridiculous, he and Du Yan didn't do anything?

Hearing Hua An's name, Song Yanjun's face changed a little, he lowered his head, a deep light flashed in his eyes, and then he sneered, his fists clenched inch by inch, and he suddenly felt very irritable in his heart.

"Why are you in our house, Hua'an, if I'm not mistaken, it's late at night, and you're a strange man with my wife, what do you make others think?" Song Yanjun sneered, and the words he said were really not very good.

Hearing this, Hua An coughed, his expression seemed to change a little, and then he said: "Song Yanjun, I know that you and Du Yan seem to have a little contradiction, but this matter has nothing to do with me, the scandal between me and her, anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is fake, you don't believe in your wife, what else can others do?" With that, Huaan hung up the phone.

Listening to the busy sound on the phone, Song Yanjun was really angry, a look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he quickly called himself, saying that he wanted to book today's plane to leave.

However, it's still late at night in Japan, and if you want to go back, you will have to go back tomorrow morning at the earliest.

The assistant really felt very embarrassed, so he could only sigh and persuade him embarrassedly: "President, there is really no way to book a single ticket now, you need to do it tomorrow morning, or you can think about it now......"

The assistant's voice was still a little trembling, and he felt that Song Yanjun was too willful, after all, Song Yanjun had only been here for a long time, and it was really embarrassing that he was about to leave.

Thinking of this, he hurriedly coughed and continued to persuade Song Yanjun: "Otherwise, you wait." ”

Hearing this, Song Yanjun felt that anger was surging, his brows were tightly wrinkled together, and it became a small word "Chuan", then clenched his fists and snorted coldly: "Forget it, in that case, I have nothing to say, just follow your words." ”

With that, he hung up the phone heavily.

Now, it's the assistant's turn to be depressed, what's going on?