Song Yi didn't know what to say, at this moment, he looked quite drunk, his face was red, his head was buried, and he couldn't open his eyes.

"Uncle Song?" Wen Xin called him tentatively again, Song Yi was completely silent on his side, Wen Xin understood that she had to buy it, she called the boss.

"How much is it?"

"Little girl, do you pay? Didn't Song Yi invite you to dinner? ”

Wen Xin pointed at Song Yi who had fallen on the table with some helplessness.

The boss glanced at Song Yi's appearance, and tentatively called Song Yi twice, but Song Yi fell on the table without any movement.

It's awesome, invite someone to dinner, let the guests pay, the boss thought to himself.

He looked at the bill, and felt a dilemma in his heart, thinking about whether to let Wen Xin pay back the money he owed to Song Yi before, although the boss looked a little fierce, but the good and bad people were not bad, he thought about it and let Song Yi himself come, after all, it was Song Yi who owed the money, and it was not owed by the little girl in front of him, embarrassed little girl, what kind of man is he?

"A total of two hundred and six pieces, I will wipe you zero, two hundred dollars!"

It's not expensive, Wen Xin thought to herself, they didn't eat much, mainly because the bottle of wine that Song Yi ordered later accounted for the majority.

She paid, the kitchen called the boss, the boss answered, and walked away.

Wen Xin looked at Song Yi in front of him, and couldn't help frowning, he looked like this, could it be that he had to carry him back by himself.

"Uncle Song, I've paid for it, it's time for us to go home." Wen Xin whispered in Song Yi's ear.

Song Yi seemed to hear it, pursed his lips, then snorted twice, woke up, stood up a little staggeringly, and then, he said: "Wen Xin, help me get some tissues, and then take the wine I haven't finished drinking." ”

Thankfully, Wen Xin thought to herself, fortunately Song Yi was still able to stand up, and she didn't have to try her best to move him back, she turned her head, looked around, and saw a paper towel on an empty table, so she walked over.

Seeing that the attention of the people around him followed, Song Yi took advantage of no one's attention, quietly touched the cash register, the place where the wine was placed, and quietly touched the second pot head of the white bottle and kicked it into his clothes.

He didn't dare to pick expensive wine, so people were not very happy to pursue it when they found it less, and it was this kind of heart that he caught and often stole petty.

Wen Xin came over with a tissue and wine, and Song Yi continued to pretend to be a little drunk.

"Let's go, Uncle Song, I'll help you." As she spoke, Wen Xin gently dragged Song Yi's arm.

Song Yi's heart was happy, this was Wen Xin who took the initiative to lean over, he continued to pretend to be drunk, and then leaned towards Wen Xin, Wen Xin had no way to dodge, so he had to borrow a little strength to help support him, the bodies of the two people were tightly pressed together, looking very intimate, indeed a bit of a father and daughter.

There were quite a few people in the hotel talking about the two of them, and Wen Xin was tired of hearing it, and just wanted to get out of here quickly.

Finally got Song Yi back to the house, Wen Xin opened the door and threw Song Yi on the sofa with a little disgust, she had the illusion that Song Yi seemed to be leaning towards her on purpose.

However, just as Song Yi said, Song Yi did not get drunk much this time, which made Wen Xin believe Song Yi a little.

"Uncle Song, do you want to drink water?"

Song Yi leaned back on the sofa and nodded with half-squinted eyes.

Wen Xin endured the nausea and came to the kitchen, the kettle was the water that had just been boiled in the morning, Wen Xin poured some water, and then came to the living room.

On the coffee table in front of Song Yi, there was an extra bottle of Erguotou.

Wen Xin frowned, then handed the water over.

Song Yi took the cup and drank it, and seemed to have eased up a little.

"Are you feeling better?" Wen Xin said with concern.

"It's better, Wen Xin, today your uncle and I are happy, drink more."

"Hmm!"

Song Yi looked at Wen Xin looking at him from the side, so he said, "Okay, go about your own business, didn't you come back with a roll?" I have the kung fu to study busily. ”

Wen Xin was a little shocked, Song Yi, who seemed to be a big and coarse person, actually paid attention to such a small place, and her opinion of Song Yi changed a little.

Just as Wen Xin was about to take the exam paper and turn back to the room, her afterglow swept to the second pot of the white bottle on the table, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong.

"Where did the wine come from?" Wen Xin asked, pointing to the wine on the table.

"Huh?" Song Yi was stunned for a moment, "Oh! Just bought. ”

Wen Xin's brows furrowed even tighter, what did she buy just now? Just now, Song Yi followed him all the way and never left, where did he get the time to buy wine?

"When did you buy it?"

"On the way back......" Song Yi drank wine, his brain was a little dull, and he suddenly thought that he had just followed Wen Xin all the way back, how could he have time to buy wine, his eyes rolled, "Oh! I remember wrong, I bought it before, and I have been sitting for a long time. ”

"Bought it before?" Wen Xinhu looked at Song Yi suspiciously, "Since I came here, I haven't seen any wine in your house that you didn't drink on the spot." ”

Wen Xin was a little angry: "You tell me well, where did the wine come from?" ”

Song Yi still insisted that this wine was bought before, from the time when she was in the restaurant just now, when Wen Xin came back with a tissue, she saw Song Yi sneaky, and now, she has already guessed in her heart.

"I'll ask you one last time, where did the wine come from?"

Song Yi's face changed suddenly: "Why don't you believe it after talking about it for a long time?" I said that I bought it before, and I bought it before! ”

He stood up, his neck was red, and he didn't know if he was ashamed or angry when he was discovered.

Wen Xin went out and slammed the door shut.

She came to the restaurant where she ate just now, the boss was writing something in the cash register, she asked the boss if there was a bottle of wine missing, the boss has a habit of reconciliation, as Wen Xin said, there is a bottle of Erguotou missing, and even the brand of wine is on the right, this matter basically can't be faked, Song Yi stole a bottle of wine.

Wen Xin didn't say a word and paid for the wine.

The boss took the money and sneered twice.

"Why do you bother to wipe his ass like this? Her daughters were tired of wiping her buttocks. ”

Wen Xin thought of what Song Yi just said, maybe it was the departure of his wife and daughter that led to the current Song Yi, he lived so badly, Wen Xin thought that Song Yi was angry at her as this family just now, maybe he could try to change Song Yi and let him return to what he described, the original Gu family, Song Yi of Gu daughter.

Wen Xin didn't answer, but said, "Listen to you, he used to be like this. ”

"That's it? In the past, when he made trouble with me, his daughter and son-in-law came to solve it, and gave us and others gifts and apologized. As he spoke, the boss paused, "I don't think he used to be like this, and I don't know what's wrong, anyway, I've never seen such a person." ”

"He's just a good thing." There was some anger in the boss's tone.

Wen Xin didn't speak, thinking in her mind that she wanted to change more and more, and wanted to save Song Yi.

"Anyway, I advise you not to get too close to him, or you will suffer an old sin."

Wen Xin thought to herself: "Hmm! He sighed, and then went out to leave.

"Girl, if you like to eat our food, remember to come often!" The boss greeted with a smile.

"Good!" Wen Xin responded from afar.

At home, Song Yi was not drunk at all, he lay on the sofa, took out his mobile phone, and played with the cup that Wen Xin handed him, waiting for the phone to connect.

The phone was connected, and Song Yi also pushed the cup down.

"Hey!" The other party's voice was extremely indifferent.

"Hey! Song Wenwen! What about this month's money? Song Yi almost roared.

On the other end of the phone, her daughter's indifferent voice almost collapsed: "Didn't I just give it to you?" Why do you ask me again? ”

"Is it time? You just say? Yes? How did I tell you? How much does it cost in a month? Have you forgotten? ”

"Are you gambling and prostituting again? Given so much money, how did you run out so quickly? ”

"What don't you bet? Don't interrupt, I'll tell you, hurry up and give me money! ”

Song Wenwen over there came from a sneering voice: "Didn't the mother of the woman you adopted give you money?" Rich people want to be the shopkeeper, and they give a lot, right? Yes? And a daughter for you? If I don't give you money, don't you even recognize me, my own daughter? ”

"You don't understand words, do you, one yard to one yard. What does Yang Qing have to do with you when he sends me money? Song Yi scolded, "The money her mother gave me was to raise her daughter, and if you gave me money, it was to support you and me." ”

"I don't have any money." Song Wenwen said coldly.

"You don't have any money? You don't want me to go to Tang Heyu's company to make trouble! ”

Hearing her husband's name, Song Wenwen went completely crazy, and she roared: "Okay, if you have the ability, go and make trouble!" Look at any father like you, you ruin your own family and don't make your daughter's family feel better, right......"

In all kinds of abusive words, Song Yi was mixed in: "Give me money." ”

With a "bang-" sound, Song Wenwen hung up the phone.

Song Yi wanted to dial over, but he heard the sound of the key opening the door.