The cold goblet was stuffed into Wen Niannian's hand warmed by the heater, she was not satisfied with the other party's unshirkable behavior, pursed her lips, and wanted to say something, the classmate opposite had already drunk the wine in the cup after touching herself.

She had to sigh helplessly, and then turned her head down.

In this way, she made an exception, all the students present saw it and came one after another to get closer to Wen Niannian, Wen Niannian is not good at refusing, if she refuses, it will inevitably seem that she is not equal enough.

Drinking cup after cup like this, Wen Niannian's amount of wine was not bad, but in the end, she was obviously groggy, she hated the mercenary appearance of the people around her, and on the other hand, she had no room to retreat because of reason.

At the same time, the noise of the dinner was in stark contrast to the Yu family's study.

In this boxy room, Yu Moqin was already exhausted from the frustration of darkness, and he sat at his desk, his eyes empty, like a soulless puppet.

The faint white light fell on the smooth tabletop, bringing the only beam of light in the room to Yu Moqin, and his hands trembled to turn off the only small light to prepare for the next battle with the darkness, but he couldn't do anything.

He didn't expect that he would be so scared one day, and the cowering appearance had just been worn off in the past few days.

The room was so quiet, like a mountain forest in the middle of the night, and when Yu Moqin couldn't make up his mind, the door was quietly pushed in by Uncle Feng.

Uncle Feng also knew what he was going to do when he saw Yu Moqin's appearance when he entered the door, and after secretly being unable to do anything, he came to Yu Moqin and stood still, "Mo Shao, just now Mrs. called back and said that our car didn't have to pick her up, she seemed to have something to do at night, and she couldn't come back for dinner." ”

The second half of the sentence is Uncle Feng's speculation, and he didn't want to ask much at that time, the master's affairs are that they love to talk about it or not, and he shouldn't talk too much.

"Hmm." Yu Moqin answered, not worrying too much, and still picked up and put down his hand near the nightlight.

Seeing that Yu Moqin was still hesitating to continue to treat himself in such an extreme way, Uncle Feng really couldn't stand it anymore, and he moved Wen Niannian out as soon as he had an idea, "Mo Shao, Mrs. stayed at the door all night yesterday, and I could see that she was very worried about you." ”

He only hoped that he could use Wen Niannian to awaken Yu Moqin's reason.

Sure enough, when he heard that Wen Niannian sat at the door of the study all night yesterday, Yu Moqin's hand directly retracted, and he raised his eyes to look at Uncle Feng's eyes, and his heart suddenly twitched.

Wen Niannian spent a night with herself at the door yesterday, can it show that she cares about herself, she doesn't mind that she has claustrophobia...

If so, then why can't I face her, why don't I want her to come out with me.

Suddenly, Yu Moqin seemed to have figured it out, he really didn't have the courage to turn off the small light on the desktop anymore, and remembered that he was in hell for a few hours yesterday.

Uncle Feng saw that Yu Moqin had reined in, and he secretly let go of some worries in his heart, and in the few hours after he went out, Yu Moqin had been thinking about a question, that is, whether Wen Niannian would care about his illness...

When it was more than nine o'clock in the evening, Wen Niannian was not waiting for Wen Niannian to come home at the door of the Yu family, and Uncle Feng made a few phone calls out of concern that no one answered in the past, which made him very worried that the previous thing would be repeated.