How can such a luxurious outfit be an ordinary person?

No matter how drunk he is, no matter how much he talks nonsense, the taxi driver can only endure it.

Just imagine, if Du Jinsheng hadn't been dressed so luxuriously, he might have been kicked out of the car by the driver.

Even if Du Jinsheng spit dirt into his car, the driver would not dare to say a word.

The driver then looked at Du Jinsheng and Zhu Shiqiao sitting in the back seat through the mirror, so he had to shake his head helplessly and continue to drive his car.

After about an hour, the taxi arrived at Du Jinsheng's villa.

Previously, Zhu Shiqiao asked the waiter at the bar for help, but this time, she had to ask the taxi driver for help.

Although the taxi driver has too much impatience, but the beauty begged, he can't help but give face, right?

He had no choice but to agree.

In this way, the taxi driver helped her to help Du Jinsheng into the villa.

At this moment, Du Jinsheng's mouth was still muttering something.

But Zhu Shiqiao couldn't listen to what he said anymore, and just blindly wanted to get him inside.

The upstairs must not be able to go up, and Du Jinsheng can only get together on the sofa downstairs.

I haven't even been home for the past few days, haven't I come over at the bar? The sofa should already be a good treatment for him.

After placing him directly on the sofa, Zhu Shiqiao gave the taxi a hundred yuan, and the driver originally wanted to give her change, but she refused.

The driver's impatience disappeared completely, and he felt a little more guilty, after all, he was so unwilling and unwilling to ......

The servants in the Du family's villa are new and don't know Zhu Shiqiao at all.

hurriedly ran over and glanced at Mr. Du, who was so drunk on the sofa that he was no longer awake.

Then he looked at Zhu Shiqiao, although the maid didn't know her, but the one who could send Mr. Du home must be Mr. Du's friend.

The servant looked at Zhu Shiqiao respectfully and asked, "Excuse me, what's wrong with Mr. Du?" ”

"Oh, he's drunk too much, you're the new servant in the house, aren't you? You go and cook some porridge for him and eat it when he wakes up. Zhu Shiqiao then commanded.

"Yes, what is the name of this young lady?" The servant then asked.

"My surname is Zhu." Zhu Shiqiao just said simply.

"Yes, Miss Zhu, I'm going to cook porridge, do you want something to drink? Shall I ask Xiao Zhang to make you a cup of coffee? The servant then said.

"No need, you go get busy!"

After speaking, Zhu Shiqiao helped Du Jinsheng take off his coat and shoes, and then went upstairs to help him get a pillow and quilt.

But his mouth began to say nonsense again: "I don't know what unforgivable things I did before, why you just refuse to accept ......"

Although his voice was weak, every word smoothly poured into Zhu Shiqiao's ears.

Her hand holding the quilt slackened slightly.

Looking at the haggard man lying on the sofa, Zhu Shiqiao's heart was inexplicably filled with sourness.

After five seconds, Zhu Shiqiao came back to her senses and looked away from Du Jinsheng's face.

Zhu Shiqiao then turned around and went to the bathroom, soaked the towel with warm water, and wrung it to the point that it didn't drip before she took the towel and folded it back to the sofa in the hall.

The temperature of the wet towel was just right, and when it touched Du Jinsheng's handsome face, which was much haggard and tortured, he couldn't help but open his eyes and stared straight at the ceiling......

His eyes were full of confusion......

After ten seconds, he turned his eyes to Zhu Shiqiao.

Zhu Shiqiao subconsciously remembered that she was holding a towel and sticking it to his face, and the next second, she retracted her hand together with the towel in a panic.

At this moment, Du Jinsheng's originally fair face was filled with a touch of paleness, which made people feel pity when they looked at it.

In the dark eyes he stared at her, she didn't find anything but herself.

He seemed to see that this was his house, not inside the bar.

Maybe it was because he was lying a little uncomfortable, Du Jinsheng moved his body slightly.

Neither of them spoke, Zhu Shiqiao took the towel and walked to the kitchen......

The maid had already cooked the porridge, and when she saw Zhu Shiqiao coming over, she immediately spoke with a very good attitude: "Miss Zhu, the porridge has been cooked, should you bring it to Mr. Du now?" ”

"Well, bring it to him now!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the maid went down the hall with a bowl of porridge.

At this moment, Du Jinsheng was no longer lying on the sofa, perhaps because he was uncomfortable lying down, so he sat up.

The maid tentatively brought the porridge to him, perhaps it was the first time the maid saw Du Jinsheng's appearance, and her voice trembled in fright: "Mr. Du, do you want to drink some porridge now?" ”

Du Jinsheng sat as if he hadn't heard the maid's voice.

It is not easy for a maid to find such a job, and it is still a high salary, and she will not be paid so much if she goes to another house, she is afraid that she will say something wrong, so she will not dare to speak again.

Next, the maid could only hold the bowl of porridge in her hand, and stood still, not daring to move, for fear that she would accidentally spill the porridge or drop the bowl on the ground even worse.

The reason why Zhu Shiqiao hasn't come over yet is because she is answering a call from Han Jingen.

"I just found him...... I've sent him home at a bar, and I've heard from the waiter at the bar that he's been staying in that bar for the past few days......"

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After talking to Han Jingen on the phone, Zhu Shiqiao came over.

Seeing that Du Jinsheng had already sat up, she knew that he should be fine.

But the maid still had the bowl of porridge in his hand, so Zhu Shiqiao immediately took the bowl in the servant's hand: "I'll come!" ”

The moment Zhu Shiqiao took the porridge, the maid was relieved and turned to leave.

Just as Zhu Shiqiao was about to lean over and feed him porridge, she noticed the strange expression on his face.

Look at his eyes again, they are watery, is he going to cry?

Just as Zhu Shiqiao was suspicious, a transparent liquid really slid down his cheek.

Zhu Shiqiao's whole person seemed to be stunned as if he had been clicked.

Less than two seconds later, two more lines of the same clear liquid slid down the trail between them.

Was he shedding tears? He still cries? It's incredible, isn't it?

Zhu Shiqiao's thoughts in her heart had not yet settled, but her mobile phone suddenly rang again.

She placed the bowl of porridge on the coffee table and answered the phone.

The call was still from Han Jingen.

"Miss Zhu, I still have some important things to deal with here, so please take care of him there!"

Zhu Shiqiao originally thought that Han Jingen would come here in a while, and she could leave first.