Wen Qiong, the birthday star, was drunk, and the cake was put away before it was cut.

Xiu Zhengxuan waited for the plane to arrive later, and Xiao Qing handed over the gift to Wen Qiong to Shang Jing and left first.

Shang Jing helped Aunt Jiang clean up the table, and Aunt Jiang waved her hand, "I'll just come, you've been busy all afternoon." ”

Today's dishes Aunt Jiang didn't interfere, they were all made by Xiu Zheng'an and Shang Jing.

Xiu Zhengan patted the position next to him and said to Shang Jing: "Come, I said that you don't have to worry about housework." ”

Shang Jing walked over and said softly, "I can't stay idle at home." ”

"Then you can make me tea." Xiu Zhengan squeezed Shang Jing's hand.

"Okay." Shang Jing sat opposite.

Xiu Qingyan was bowing his head and playing with his mobile phone, and Xiu Zhengan shouted at him, "How is your company?" ”

opened a company at the age of eighteen, and among his peers, only Xiu Qing Yan dared. At present, his company's preliminary work is almost ready, in addition to investing in movies and TV series, buying IP copyrights, and staring at media companies that are ready to go public, buying equity and becoming shareholders.

Xiu Zhengan allocated him a start-up capital, which is not a small amount. Shang Jing glanced at it, the teapot in her hand shook, and she almost let go.

Aunt Jiang packed up and went back, and there was only the sound of Xiu Zheng'an and Xiu Qingyan chatting in the living room, and the occasional collision of teacups. Xiu Zheng'an's tone was gentle, but the questions he asked were very sharp, and he nodded in agreement with Xiu Qingyan's thoughts most of the time.

The father and son chatted late, and Shang Jing had been quietly helping them make tea.

At the end of the chat, Xiu Qingyan said, "I'll go see Wen Qiong." ”

After saying that, he went upstairs directly and approached Wen Qiong's room, where he heard crying...... He couldn't help but be stunned, hurriedly pushed open the door, and saw Wen Qiong's hair spread and tears streaming down his face. At this moment, Xiu Qingyan felt that his heartbeat had almost stopped.

Xiu Qingyan took Wen Qiong into his arms and stroked her cheeks, sweat and tears mixed together. He whispered, "Don't cry. ”

Wen Qiong was drunk at this time, unconscious, closed her eyes, and cried silently. Xiu Qingyan had no choice but to hug her tightly. Wen Qiong cried in his arms for a while, and then began to tear her clothes again, and she kept saying sorry...... I'm sorry......

Xiu Qingyan grabbed her hand, "I'm sorry what?" ”

Wen Qiong kept saying sorry, but she couldn't say why. She bit her lower lip, blood oozing from it. Xiu Qingyan immediately reached out to block her teeth, he snorted, and his fingers were bitten by her. Xiu Qingyan kissed the top of her head, "Bit, don't hurt yourself." ”

Wen Qiong bit his fingers, the tears still didn't stop, rolling all the way, dripping on the quilt, dripping on his hands, Xiu Qingyan couldn't tell the distress.

His mind flashed back to the scene of seeing her in the first year of junior high school, and how he treated her in the next three years. I've never seen her in the eye, and I've never been nice to her, but I just looked at her eyes with disgust and longed to be rescued, and never cared. Thinking of this, he subconsciously tightened his arms.

"I want a divorce." Wen Qiong said suddenly.

Xiu Qingyan looked down at her, Wen Qiong seemed to have come to her senses, no, her eyes were still hazy. Xiu Qingyan thought that she was asking her mother to divorce, and he replied, "Yes, I have already left." ”

"I'm not leaving, I'm not separated from you." Wen Qiong pushed him away violently, and the whole person shrank back, glaring at him with a hateful gaze.

"You and I are not finished yet."

"I want to divorce you! If I get divorced, the children won't die, my life can start over, why should I hang myself on your tree? In addition to hatred, there was endless despair in Wen Qiong's eyes.

Xiu Qingyan was confused, and he asked hesitantly, "Child?" Where did the children come from? ”

"When he died, he died before me." Wen Qiong said, grabbed the pillow, and smashed it towards Xiu Qingyan, she pointed to the door, "You get out!" Get out of here! ”

Xiu Qingyan blocked the pillow that flew in and took her hand, "If we have a child, I will never let him lose a single hair, Wen Qiong, you wake up." ”

"Divorce, I should get a divorce, if I get divorced, the child won't die, why don't I get divorced, why?" Wen Qiong held her head in pain and kept shrinking back.

Wen Qiong broke away from Xiu Qingyan's hand, and the whole person curled up in the corner, with long jet-black hair scattered and her shoulders trembling uncontrollably. Xiu Qingyan sat on the edge of the bed, unable to understand why she was like this, he tried to touch her shoulder, but she dodged.

Wen Qiong raised her eyes and said coldly, "Don't touch me, disgusting." ”

Xiu Qingyan's hand stopped in mid-air, anger burned from the bottom of his heart, and he asked, "Where am I disgusting?" ”

"You're just disgusting, you're with Yu Miao."

"I'm here to you off." Xiu Qingyan thought about it for a long time before he recalled this incident. He took Yu Miao into the classroom, but Wen Qiong refused to write him a love letter.

Wen Qiong's gaze was as cold as an ice blade. It was the first time Xiu Qingyan saw her indifferent eyes, there was fire in his heart but he suppressed it, he knew that she was drunk, except for those nonsense, all other words stabbed him like a sharp blade.

Xiu Qingyan went to take her hand, but she shook it off again. He could only solemnly promise, "I will never be angry with you again with a woman." ”

Wen Qiong didn't respond, she buried her face in her knees, her pajamas were thin, and her thin shoulders could be seen.

Xiuqingyan was at a loss and didn't know what to do. At first, she could have held her in her arms, at least then she was willing to let him be close, but now she did not allow him to touch her in the slightest.

This fashion Jing walked in, "Qingyan, what's wrong with Xiao Qiong?" ”

Seeing Xiu Qingyan sitting on the edge of the bed, Wen Qiong hugged her knees and hid in the corner, Shang Jing was stunned.

Xiu Qingyan stood up from the bed suddenly, "Aunt Shang, she seems to be having a nightmare." ”

Worry flashed in Shang Jing's eyes, and she grabbed Wen Qiong's arm. Wen Qiong raised her head, and when she saw that it was Shang Jing, she subconsciously stretched out her hand, "Mom, hug me." ”

Shang Jing immediately hugged her, "What's wrong?" ”

"Mom, are you okay?" Wen Qiong's tone was delicate.

Shang Jing stroked her hair, "Okay, I'm fine." ”

"That's good, that's good......"

Xiuqingyan clenched his fists, and his knuckles turned white because he was too hard. He watched Wen Qiong hug Shang Jing tightly, but repeatedly refused his approach.

Shang Jing's arrival made Wen Qiong's mood much better. The mother and daughter hugged each other, and Xiu Qingyan always stood beside him, as if he was an inconsequential person.

After a long time, Shang Jing remembered that Xiu Qingyan was still there, and turned to him: "She may be too tired, Qingyan, you go back and rest first." ”

Xiu Qingyan raised his eyes, looked at Wen Qiong who was nestled in Shang Jing's arms, and clenched his fists, "Then I'll go back first, Aunt Shang, you take care of her." ”

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Shang Jing smiled at Xiu Qingyan, Xiu Qingyan glanced at Wen Qiong again, and then went out, as soon as he went out, he slammed his fist against the wall.

Wen Qiong fell asleep, and Shang Jing slowly got up and pulled the quilt to cover her.

Xiu Zheng'an knocked lightly on the door, but no one came in, standing at the door and asking, "How is Xiao Qiong?" ”

Shang Jing tidied up her clothes, "Come in, she just fell asleep." ”

Xiu Zheng'an walked in, looked at Wen Qiong on the bed, and said with a smile: "What happened just now?" ”

Shang Jing smiled, "It seems to be." ”

"Let's go, let her sleep well." Xiu Zheng'an hugged Shang Jing's shoulders and said softly.

"Hmm."

The two left, and by the way, they opened the door for Wen Qiong, and the room was quiet.

The light was on in the other room on the third floor, and Xiu Qingyan leaned against the head of the bed, and all that echoed in her mind was that she said disgusting things like that. He got up and walked to the balcony, leaned against the railing, and lit a cigarette.

The next day, Wen Qiong woke up with a headache, her face was tense and her eyes were swollen, she looked at herself in the mirror and sighed deeply. She got drunk last night, and then what? Without the slightest impression, she was completely broken.

At school today, Wen Qiong finished washing, changed her clothes, and came out of the room with her schoolbag. The other door also happened to open, and Wen Qiong raised a smile, "Morning." ”

Xiu Qingyan glanced at her lightly, did not respond, and went downstairs directly.

Wen Qiong stood stunned for a long time before walking downstairs, Xiu Qingyan was already eating breakfast.

Shang Jing brought porridge to her, "How did you sleep last night?" ”

Wen Qiong smiled: "It's good. ”

Xiu Zheng'an closed the newspaper, "Xiao Qiong, you haven't opened the gift yet." ”

"Let's tear it down when we come back in the evening, and eat first."

Shang Jing sandwiched the vegetables to Wen Qiong, and then repaired the rock clips. Xiu Qingyan said, "Thank you, Aunt Shang." ”

Wen Qiong secretly glanced at Xiu Qingyan, this was his first sentence this morning. She thought about it for a moment, and also took the side dishes and put them in his bowl. Xiu Qingyan took the hand of chopsticks and continued to eat, but did not give Wen Qiong any response.

Wen Qiong also bowed her head to eat breakfast, the chair next to her was pulled apart, Xiu Qingyan picked up her schoolbag and walked to the door.

Xiu Zheng'an raised his head and asked, "Aren't you waiting for Xiao Qiong?" ”

Xiuqing Yantou didn't reply, "I'll go to the door to breathe." ”

Xiu Zheng'an looked at Wen Qiong, and Wen Qiong drank the porridge in two or three.

Shang Jing asked Wen Qiong in a low voice, "Did you quarrel with Qingyan?" ”

Wen Qiong wiped the corners of her mouth and shook her head, "No." ”

"What about him?"

Wen Qiong also looked at the door, the car was parked not far away, and Xiu Qingyan could not be seen. Because of him, the atmosphere in the restaurant today is weird.

Shang Jing said: "Find a time to ask, did you get drunk last night and said something?" ”

"What did I do last night?"

"Drunk, and crying."

Wen Qiong froze and cried? No wonder her eyes are so swollen, but what is she crying about? The thought that she might have done something out of the ordinary made her nervous.

She picked up her bag and headed for the door. Xiu Qingyan was already sitting in the passenger seat, his cigarette between his fingers, and his arm on the window. Wen Qiong silently opened the door of the back seat and sat in. Uncle Zhang saw her sit down and started the car.

Wen Qiong hesitated and leaned forward, wanting to talk to Xiu Qingyan, but he looked down at his phone. She also took out her mobile phone and sent a message to Xiu Qingyan.

Wen Qiong: Thank you last night.

Xiu Qingyan's mobile phone rang, Wen Qiong probed slightly, and saw that the message flashed, but Xiu Qingyan clicked on the mobile game as if he didn't see it.

Wen Qiong thought for a moment and sent him another message.

Wen Qiong: If I did something strange or said something strange last night, don't take it seriously, I may have watched too much recently.

Xiu Qingyan still didn't seem to see it, and continued to play with him, the soot fell on his leg, he flicked it, and then took it back into his mouth.

When she arrived at the location, Wen Qiong got out of the car, and Xiu Qingyan did not follow her as usual, but asked Uncle Zhang to drive directly to the school gate.

Wen Qiong looked at the back of the car, frowned slightly, and walked slowly towards the school.

When Su Guo'er saw her, she immediately shouted, "Come here." ”

Wen Qiong smiled and walked to her side.

Su Guo'er pinched her face, "You seem to be fat." ”

"No, right? Fat? ”

"Fat. Do you think I'm dark? Su Guo'er pointed to her face.

Wen Qiong took a closer look, "Sort of, why did you go?" ”

"I went to the beach for a few days, and it didn't help to apply any amount of sunscreen. By the way, I saw the photos of your roadshow, oops, I really didn't expect you to be able to do a roadshow with Tao Yuecheng, did you ask him for an autograph? Su Guo'er's eyes flashed with expectation.

Wen Qiong curled the corners of her mouth, "Yes, I don't want what you order." ”

When she came to the classroom, Wen Qiong handed Tao Yuecheng's signature to Su Guo'er, and leaned on the table with a look of pity.

After admiring the autograph, Su Guoer pushed down Wen Qiong, "Are you in a bad mood today?" ”

"Sort of." Wen Qiong half-opened her eyes.

"I don't think you have much energy."

"It's fine."

"Did something happen?"

"Nope." Wen Qiong shook her head, and she asked again, "Have you ever been drunk?" ”

Su Guo'er's eyes widened, "Drunk? I'm still underage, how can I drink? ”

"Oh."

"But ......," Su Guo'er thought for a moment, "I've seen my cousins get drunk, like crazy, and dare to say anything." My cousin also shook out that he had a white moonlight girl before, and was slapped on the spot by my sister-in-law. ”

Wen Qiong's face instantly lost blood.

Su Guo'er said in a low voice: "Are you drunk? ”

"Nope."

Wen Qiong's heart is cold, if the things in her previous life are revealed, how can she lie? Did Xiu Qingyan know about Chu Xin's existence? Or...... What else did she say? Shang Jing definitely didn't hear it, otherwise she would have grabbed her and asked her to the bottom of it, so this meant that only Xiu Qingyan heard it.