[vvvv]: What? What are you drinking wrong
[vvvv]: Baby, are you okay
[vvvv]: You won't hang up, will you
[vvvv]: Did you see my message? Get back to me if you see it!
[vvvv]: Are you still there
[vvvv]：Fuck! don't scare me!
[vvvv]: Reply to the news!
…
[vvvv]: Are you there
[vvvv]: Talk back!
…
In Su Bei's mobile phone, except for two star gossip links sent by his deskmate Dong Wenqi on WeChat, the other 160 or so messages were all sent by [vvvv].
From the last message Su Bei sent him yesterday, until a few minutes ago, [vvvv] would send her a message almost every few minutes.
Subei quickly sent a message back to [vvvv] using the account of the "Red Guest Contest".
[Q]: I'm here, I'm fine.
As soon as Su Bei's message was sent, the other party replied with a message almost in seconds: [vvvv: Damn! You finally got back to me! You're fucking scaring me to death.]
The other party's words, even across the screen of the mobile phone, Su Bei could feel a strong worry, and couldn't help but feel a little moved.
[vvvv]: What's your situation? okay
[Q]: I'm fine. I accidentally muted my phone last night, so I didn't see the news. Sorry for worrying you.
[vvvv]: Okay, as long as people are fine.
Chatting and chatting, people "disappeared".
At that time [vvvv] was really frightened by Subei.
—It was a big night, at a banquet with no one around, and I drank the wrong thing…
Linking the information provided by Su Bei, [vvvv] made up a very dark experience for Su Bei directly in his mind: "At a certain banquet, a weak girl accidentally drank something with spices, and was killed by a certain Wretched | Trivial big guy wants to do something wrong... "
The more he thought about it, the more worried he became. At that time, he almost wanted to hack the official website, and then use the eyes of the sky to find each other.
Fortunately, the man is fine, otherwise he might really go to the police station to sit.
[vvvv]: By the way, what happened to you yesterday
[Q]: I was chatting with you yesterday, and then the waiter over there gave me a glass of champagne. She should have changed it to champagne by mistake, and then I accidentally drank that glass of champagne.
[vvvv]: Are you drunk
[Q]: It should be.
Anyway, Subei basically had no impression of what happened after that. In wine culture, this state is commonly known as: fragmentation.
[vvvv]：…
[vvvv]: Hahaha, just a glass of champagne put you there? Are you sure you're drinking champagne, not Erguotou
Subei was ruthlessly ridiculed by the big brother [4v].
After confirming that Su Bei was all right, brother [4v]'s words seemed to be "normal" again.
[vvvv]: Alright alright, baby is fine~
[vvvv]: I've been heartbroken this night because of you, no, I have to go to sleep now.
[vvvv]: Good night baby, don't miss me too much.
Subei: "..."
—
After exiting the chat software, Su Bei glanced at the time: [10:26], no wonder she felt a little hungry.
After washing up, Su Bei first went to Su Xiaobao's room. She wanted to ask Su Xiaobao how she found them yesterday, and whether she did anything weird when she was drunk.
Su Bei came in Su Xiaobao's room, the curtains were still drawn in the other's room, and there was a big lump on the bed, no need to think to know that Su Xiaobao was sleeping.
Su Bei was surprised: Although it was a weekend, at this time of the week, Su Xiaobao should have woken up a long time ago, and went down to run 3 kilometers, had breakfast, and started to brush questions or play games. Today, this person is still sleeping
Su Bei climbed onto the bed carefully, stretched out his hand and tried it on Su Xiaobao's forehead, and touched his forehead again.
It wasn't hot, it didn't have a fever, and it didn't look like it was sick.
Su Bei's movement woke Su Xiaobao.
Su Xiaobao looked sleepy, and barely opened his eyes to look at Su Bei: "Why?"
Subei: "try to see if you have a fever."
Su Xiaobao: "No."
After that, Su Xiaobao muttered, "sleepy", turned over, turned the back of his head to Su Bei, and continued to sleep.
Seeing this, Su Bei's eyes twitched slightly, and he couldn't help asking, "What did you do last night?"
Play games, chat? Still sleepy at this point.
Su Xiaobao: "I watched you all night."
By the way, he took Liu Kai's few night owls in the middle, and pulled up the rankings that he had dropped before.
Subei: "..."
"Then go to sleep, and I'll call you again at lunch." After that, Su Bei quietly exited Su Xiaobao's room.
—
Su Bei came down from the upstairs and met Fu Bo.
Seeing Su Bei coming down, Fu Bo asked with concern: "Is Xiao Bei okay?"
Hearing this, Su Bei blushed.
Although I accidentally drank a glass of wine yesterday, it is not very honorable to make myself drunk.
Su Bei smiled embarrassedly at Uncle Fu, and said, "It's all right, thank Uncle Fu."
"It's fine." Uncle Fu smiled and said again, "You haven't had breakfast yet, so you should be hungry now, right? The master ordered the kitchen to prepare porridge and some small desserts. You should go and eat some stuffed belly first."
Hearing Fu Bo's words, Su Bei was stunned, a little surprised.
"Is Dad at home?" Even on weekends, Mr. Qin spends most of his time working in the company or attending some important events. He is rarely at home.
"Yes, sir is in the study now." I went to see it a few times before to see if the two children got up.
Uncle Fu thought to himself: Mr. Qin deliberately didn't go out today, probably because he was worried about his two children.
Su Bei's eyes moved, and he was a little surprised at Qin Shao's stay at home, and then he was a little cowardly when he thought about what happened yesterday.
"Has Dad had breakfast?" Su Bei asked Fu Bo.
"No." Mr. Qin has never had the habit of eating breakfast, unless Xiaobei made it for him and brought it to the company.
"However, at this point, you can bring a cup of coffee."
—
In the study, when he heard light footsteps approaching, Mr. Qin quickly finished processing a document in his hand and put down his pen.
When Mr. Qin looked up, he saw Su Bei who was standing straight at the door of the study: at this time, Su Bei also had a plate in his hand with a cup of coffee and two plates of snacks.
After giving him milk a few times, when Su Bei came to the study to find him, he would just knock on the door and come in, not as restrained as at the beginning.
But at this moment, looking at Su Bei standing at the door blankly with his head lowered, with a tangled and hesitant face, Mr. Qin couldn't help but want to laugh.
"What are you doing standing stupidly?"
Mr. Qin's voice pulled Su Bei's attention back.
"come in."
"Oh."
"Dad, your coffee."
Su Bei walked to Qin Shao's side one meter away with the dinner plate, stood well, struggled for a while, and then whispered about last night: "Last night, I didn't notice that the glass in my hand was wine, Then… "
"And then accidentally drank it?"
"Yeah, yes," Su Bei nodded and said again, "I really drank it accidentally."
At this moment, Subei looks like a child who has done something wrong and was caught by his parents, pitifully "begging for a light beating".
Seeing Su Bei's sincere and pitiful attitude of admitting his mistakes, Mr. Qin softened his heart: the set of harsh words that he had planned to criticize and educate on Su Bei suddenly couldn't be said.
"I don't know if it's wine?" Mr. Qin asked, rubbing his eyebrows with some headache.
Subei: Well...
At that time, her attention was all on what [vvvv] said. After she took a sip of that glass of champagne, it was too late to realize that something was wrong.
Looking at Su Bei, the old father's helplessness flashed in Mr. Qin's eyes: "Forget it this time, next time you go out, you have to think about it."
Subei: "..." I feel despised.
Mr. Qin stood up, took the dinner plate that Su Bei could barely hold in his hand, and put it on the table next to him. Then, he raised his palm and gently landed on top of Su Bei's head.
"Have a headache? Or any other uncomfortable feeling?"
Hearing the loosening in Mr. Qin's tone, Su Bei's eyes flashed a ray of light, raised his head, and smiled at Qin Shao: "I don't have a headache, I feel pretty good, Dad, don't worry."
Qin Shao: "…"
At this time, Su Bei thought of what [vvvv] said yesterday: "By the way, Dad, there is another thing."
Qin Shao: "Speak."
"That's it." Su Bei opened the chat record with [vvvv] on the phone, and took the initiative to hand the phone to Qin Shao.
"I'm participating in a game, and this person is actually a teammate I met in it. He speaks in this style, but in fact we are all discussing the game." Subei explained.
Qin Shao glanced at the strange chat records in Su Bei's mobile phone, and then took a deep look at his daughter: "Do you know him?"
Hearing this, Su Bei shook his head: "I don't know very well, we just play online games together, but we haven't actually met."
"He's actually a good guy, not a bad guy." Su Bei defended brother [4v] again.
In this regard, Mr. Qin did not comment.
The people under Qin's hands have already found out the identity of this [vvvv], and he is indeed not a bad person, and he and Su Bei have never met or done anything out of the ordinary. But in Mr. Qin's eyes, this kid is not a good bird either.
Subei: "Dad..."
"kindness?"
Lowering his eyes, Su Bei said in a low voice, "I have no puppy love, nor have I dated any messy people..."
Mr. Qin's eyes stayed on Su Bei's face for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh: "When dealing with people, don't let yourself suffer."
"Well, I will." Su Bei obediently went down.
—
Soon after Su Bei left, Mrs. Yang came to Qin Shao's study.
After a night of psychological struggle, Ms. Yang figured out: she lives wherever she lives, and even changing the place will not change the fact that she is Qin Shao's mother.
There was no need for her to argue with Qin Shao because of her residence. After all, her brother's company and many of the projects she invested in had to rely on Qin, not to mention that Qin Shao threatened her with the safety of her precious son.
Moreover, she could see it: Qin Shao was very tight on those two children, she made them uncomfortable, and he made her unhappy.
"I can move out and move to the Nanshan villa you mentioned, but I'm not used to living in my own place. You have to transfer the house to me. If I go back to China in the future, it will be convenient to live there." Yang The lady made her own request.
"Yes." Mr. Qin said, but it was just a house.
"Also, I don't like living in my own home and being obstructed by outsiders. After I live there, I will recruit the people over there myself. You can pay for it, and you can withdraw all your people."
"Okay," Qin Shao looked at the old lady coldly: "If you have any other requirements, I will say it together."
Old lady Yang choked on Qin Shao's words.
She didn't expect that the negotiation with Qin Shao would go so smoothly this time - when did Qin Shao talk so well? It seems that Qin Shao can give in everything for the two children to live comfortably in this home.
Yang Guizhi snorted lightly: "Hmph, I think you think I'm here to cause you trouble."
"It really gave birth to you in vain."
Yang Guizhi: "I ask you, this is the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, how did you arrange it?"
Qin Shao: "How was it before, how is it this year?"
Hearing this, Ms. Yang's face darkened: "There is no place for you in that house, why are you still going there?"
The "that home" in Yang Guizhi's mouth is the family that was reorganized after her ex-husband's remarriage.
In the past, Yang Guizhi was abroad and didn't care about her ex-husband and son, but now, she hopes that Qin Shao can stand by her side and stay away from her ex-husband.
Hearing this, Qin Shao smiled: "I'm not there for the festival, do I spend it with you, Yang Guishan and Yang Zhiyuan?"
"You! Hmph, if you want me to tell me, what's wrong with you and I, the mother, for the holidays? It's better than you go over there? All the good things are taken by Chen Xueyan's son, what do you get? And Chen Xueyan's son I'm still against you everywhere, why? Sitting at the same table to eat together, don't you think it's too awkward?"
"If you want me to say, they just think of you as..."
Ms. Yang was frightened by the coldness in Qin Shao's eyes and closed her mouth.
"Enough said?"
"… "
"Since that's enough, the old lady can go and pack up her things."
—
In the afternoon, Su Bei watched Mrs. Yang move out of Jingyuan in large and small packages.
Afraid that these two children would think too much, Fu Bo specially explained to Su Bei and Su Xiaobao: "Nanshan Villa has a good location, a good environment, and good air. There are a lot of people who are arranged, which is more suitable for old ladies to live in."
Subei didn't think much about it.
After reading the novel, Su Bei didn't have a bad impression of the old lady at all, so when the old lady left, Su Bei only felt that it was easier to breathe the air at home.
Su Xiaobao, who only got up from the bed at noon, still had a casual expression on his face. Hearing Fu Bo's words, he said lazily, "It's good."
Seeing the two children become "lively" again, Uncle Fu laughed inwardly, not to mention, the housekeeper felt a lot more relieved when the old lady left.
Seeing Su Bei jumping upstairs, Fu Bo asked, "Xiao Bei is going to practice the piano?"
Because Mrs. Yang said that she couldn't hear the noise, Su Bei's piano lessons were suspended and she never practiced the piano while she lived here.
Subei: "No, I'll go back to the room."
Tomorrow, the second round of the "Red Guest Contest" will officially start. In order to get in touch first, she, Xu Yangyang and [4v] brother made an appointment for a mock match in the afternoon.
—
Subei's mock competition was not completed.
As soon as she turned on the computer, Uncle Fu came up and called her, saying that the young director of the Lin family came to visit.
Author: I randomly selected 50 red envelopes from the last chapter to give away~ Continue today, haha~~ Thanks for voting for me during 2020-03-21 23:22:19~2020-03-22 23:35:08 Or the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution~
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