Sheng Yeting looked at the living room that he had destroyed, but his mood still did not ease.
Those things that caused me pain are still lingering in my mind, disturbing me to the point where I can't find peace at all times.
The next day, when Jiang Xiyun went to the company to find Sheng Yeting, he still didn't see her figure.
He specifically asked Jiang Quan, but he didn't know anything about it.
Jiang Quan is Sheng Yeting's closest confidant. If he doesn't know about it, then no one else will either.
He called Sheng Yeting, but it kept showing no answer. Jiang Xiyun decided to go to Sheng Yeting's home to see it in person.
Imperial Court Golden Palace.
Jiang Xiyun knocked on the door for a long time but no one opened the door. This made Jiang Xiyun feel a little strange. You know, there should be servants in his house at this time. Why is no one opening the door now
Fortunately, Sheng Yeting had given him the key to his home before, so Jiang Xiyun came in handy at this time.
The door opened and it was quiet inside the room. Jiang Xiyun thought Sheng Yeting was not at home.
"Brother Sheng, are you here?" Jiang Xiyun tried calling several times, but there was still no response.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly heard the sound of a wine glass breaking upstairs.
Someone!
Jiang Xiyun rushed forward with a quick step, and what he saw was Sheng Yeting drunk on the sofa, with many empty wine bottles scattered around.
The room was filled with the pungent smell of alcohol. You didn't need to guess how much alcohol Sheng Yeting drank!
When Jiang Xiyun saw Sheng Yeting looking drunk and unconscious, he quickly stepped forward and called Sheng Yeting's name.
But Sheng Yeting on the sofa was completely immersed in his dream and could not hear Jiang Xiyun's urgent call.
Jiang Xiyun was afraid that something would happen to Sheng Yeting, so he immediately helped him to the bed and began to treat him.
Fortunately, Jiang Xiyun had rich treatment experience. Sheng Yeting, who had been pinched several times and fed a lot of hangover soup, finally got better.
But Sheng Yeting still had a high fever. Jiang Xiyun knew that going to the hospital would be the same, so he kept guarding Sheng Yeting and waited for him to wake up.
"Xia Xingcheng, Xingcheng, don't leave..."
"Xia Xingcheng, where are you..."
"Everything is my fault"
Sheng Yeting, who was slightly conscious, let out broken dreams. Jiang Xiyun listened carefully and found out that he was calling Xia Xingcheng's name.
Jiang Xiyun let out a long sigh and could only hope that Sheng Yeting would wake up soon. There were many things that he couldn't persuade him to do.
Moreover, he is also very depressed now, and there are many things he wants to know clearly.
After all, he saw with his own eyes what Sheng Yeting and Xia Xingcheng went through.
This time when Xia Xingcheng came back, he originally thought that Sheng Yeting could finally be with Xia Xingcheng, and he wished it from the bottom of his heart.
But Xia Xingcheng suddenly disappeared, which made him not understand what happened. Sheng Yeting must have been unable to bear the blow and so he drank to drown his sorrows.
"Xia Xingcheng..."
Sheng Yeting's calling over and over continued, and tears even began to flow from the corners of his eyes, falling silently on the cold floor.
Jiang Xiyun couldn't bear to watch such a sad scene anymore. Besides anger, he had other emotions in his heart.
Sheng Yeting used to be such a proud person. When had he ever shown such emotion? He walked to the kitchen and fed Sheng Yeting another bowl of hangover soup.
Sheng Yeting was about to wake up, and finally became quieter while lying on the bed. After a while, Sheng Yeting slowly woke up and looked at Jiang Xiyun with confusion.
"What are you doing here?" Sheng Yeting's voice was unusually cold.
He had already seen Xia Xingcheng in his dream just now. Xia Xingcheng was waving to him, why did she come to disturb his sweet dream.
Jiang Xiyun couldn't help but smile bitterly when he saw Sheng Yeting like this: "You're already like this. If I don't come, are you going to wait to die like this?"
"Drinking won't solve any problems, Brother Sheng!"
"And why did you suddenly marry Liang Fengyue? What's going on?"
Jiang Xiyun was also very depressed at this time. There were many things in his heart that he couldn't find the answer to, so he couldn't wait to ask.
Sheng Yeting ignored Jiang Xiyun. He stood up from the bed tremblingly and pushed Jiang Xiyun away.
"You don't need to worry about me, I want wine, my wine is here!"
He needs to drink. When he is drunk, he can see Xia Xingcheng. Wine, wine.
"Sheng Yeting, you can't drink anymore!" Jiang Xiyun quickly stopped him.
Like a furious lion, Sheng Yeting angrily pushed away Jiang Xiyun who continued to block him.
Jiang Xiyun did not expect that Sheng Yeting would come so suddenly. He was inevitably pushed by Sheng Yeting and fell onto the sofa. Jiang Xiyun felt a burst of pain due to the sharp edges on the sofa.
Jiang Xiyun felt a sharp pain in his back, but it hit the edge of the sofa. He had no time to pay attention to his pain, and stood up tremblingly to chase after Sheng Yeting.
Sheng Yeting didn't even glance at the injured Jiang Xiyun, and went straight to the wine kitchen to look for wine.
At this time, Sheng Yeting was in the wine kitchen and picked up another bottle of wine. He opened it and was about to drink it. Jiang Xiyun didn't have time to think about it, so he went up and punched Sheng Yeting in the face.
Sheng Yeting was now confused and unconscious. Sheng Yeting did not dodge and fell directly into the wine cabinet. The wine fell to the floor with the sound of the bottle breaking.
As a result, these fine red wines were ruined and were priceless.
Sheng Yeting still didn't care and continued to stand up and look for a drink.
"Go away, leave me alone, I want to drink, I want to drink." Sheng Yeting roared loudly, as if he wanted to vent all the depression in his heart.
"I let you drink, let you drink!"
Jiang Xiyun's fist hit her head and face like Sheng Yeting. Sheng Yeting was knocked to the ground, but he had no intention of fighting back. He just lay on the ground in a daze.
Jiang Xiyun was furious when he saw Sheng Yeting's half-dead look. He immediately found a bottle of wine, opened the lid and poured it directly on Sheng Yeting's head.
"Don't you like drinking? I'll let you drink as much as you can, ah!"
"Brother Sheng, you've become like this because of such a small thing. Where is the pride you once had!" Jiang Xiyun cursed, and without stopping, he poured cold red wine over Sheng Yeting's head.
Unexpectedly, instead of resisting at all, Sheng Yeting drank the red wine poured by Jiang Xiyun.
Drinking it sip after sip, it really has no image at all.
Jiang Xiyun was really angry when he saw this. He threw the bottle angrily and stretched out his hand to pull Sheng Yeting up from the ground.
Jiang Xiyun's fist hit her head and face like Sheng Yeting. Sheng Yeting felt a slight pain and groaned in pain as he opened his eyes.
(End of chapter)