When he arrived at the company, Yan Heng was finally able to put aside the irritable thoughts in his mind and quiet down to work.

By noon, he was a little hungry.

But he is not in a hurry, and the assistant will come to deliver food every time he arrives.

But after waiting for a long time today, the assistant didn't come.

Yan Heng shook his legs irritably, and after a while, he couldn't help it anymore, and called his assistant: "What time is it, why hasn't the lunch been delivered yet?" ”

The assistant on the other end was stunned: "Mr. Yan, haven't you eaten yet?" ”

Yan Heng felt that he asked knowingly: "Nonsense, don't you usually bring me food?" ”

Strangely, the assistant on the other end suddenly fell silent.

"What's wrong, why did you suddenly stop talking?" Yan Heng asked with a frown.

"The usual lunch is all husband, no, Miss Xu sent it, I thought Mr. Yan knew ......" The assistant hadn't finished speaking, and the other end had already hung up the phone with a "beep".

Yan Heng hung up the phone and was silent for a while.

After a while, the office was filled with the sound of things smashing.

In the evening, Yan Heng had a party and went home drunk very late.

He hadn't eaten at noon, his stomach was still a little empty, and so many glasses of liquor had made his stomach crunch even more uncomfortable.

Yan Heng was lying on the sofa, everyone was asleep, and even the lights were turned on by himself.

The flickering light reflected on his face, and he turned his body away with some irritation.

Yan Heng looked at the corner of the sofa opposite, and there was no figure that had been curled up there.

He reached out to the coffee table, and there was no decanting soup, nothing.

Yan Heng didn't know how long he had been lying down, and someone turned his body in a daze: "Heng, wake up, why are you sleeping here, I'll help you go back." ”

The man's support method was wrong, which made Yan Heng dizzy for a while, and finally staggered and fell to the soft bed, Yan Heng fell asleep directly regardless of it.

When Yan Heng woke up the next day, he was woken up by the smell of alcohol on his body.

Yan Heng never knew that a drunk person was so stinky, obviously every time he came back to sleep when he was drunk before, he was refreshed and refreshed when he woke up.

Yan Heng got up slowly, even if his head still hurt a little, he didn't forget to take off his clothes first and throw them aside in disgust.

I'm going to go to the closet to rummage through clothes again, it's annoying.

Yan Heng found one casually, and he didn't care if it fit on his body, anyway, it didn't look good.

He went to the company to learn the lesson of yesterday, and asked the assistant to order a meal at noon, he had a lot of taboos, the chef's dishes were not to his taste, and Yan Heng only ate a few bites casually.

When she went home, Xia Xue had just come out of his room, and it turned out that she had packed everything up by herself.

He picked up one of the garments and washed them all, but the smell of the old one was missing.

In the past, there would be a faint fragrance on his clothes, but now it is slowly gone.

Yan Heng leaned in and sniffed it carefully, the smell had been masked by the smell of laundry detergent, and it might disappear completely later.

Yan Heng looked at his clothes in a daze for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.