Don't abuse the president, your wife is the real daughter

Chapter 91 Another Way I Miss You

Song Zhaoyu didn't want to explain anything to the drunk.

The only thing she can do now is to call Tang Man and ask Tang Man to take her drunk fiancé back instead of getting drunk and crazy in front of her.

Song Zhaoyu picked up the mobile phone on the coffee table, Zhan Jincheng's gaze fell on Song Zhaoyu all the time, seeing that she wanted to make a call, he suddenly came over and snatched the mobile phone from Song Zhaoyu's hand without warning.

"What are you doing!" Song Chaoyu suppressed his anger.

Zhan Jincheng hid the phone behind his back, looked at Song Chaoyu: "Do you want to call Lu Zhao, I won't allow it!"

Song Zhaoyu frowned and looked at the unreasonable man, wanting to go over to snatch the phone, Zhan Jincheng has long arms and legs, Song Zhaoyu is no match for Zhan Jincheng.

After a stagger, he fell into Zhan Jincheng's arms, and his somewhat confused eyes met Song Zhaoyu's bright eyes.

Zhan Jincheng let go of his hand, the sound of the phone dropping rang out in the silent room, and he stared blankly at Song Chao Yushui Lingling's eyes.

"I really like your eyes, they are so beautiful." Zhan Jincheng said straightforwardly.

When Zhan Jincheng looked at people seriously, his usually deep eyes always had a light that he didn't usually have.

Like a vortex, it can draw Song Chaoyu into it.

Song Chaoyu got up quickly, trying to pick up the phone that fell on the ground, but Zhan Jincheng grabbed his wrist.

His strength was not too great, Song Zhaoyu could break free easily, but Song Zhaoyu was stunned, he was kissing her ring finger, pious and gentle.

Song Chaoyu didn't know why, but felt a little sour in his heart.

She hastily withdrew her hand, bent down to pick up the phone, and was about to call Tang Man.

"What are you doing, I told you that you are not allowed to call Lu Zhao!" Zhan Jincheng shouted anxiously.

Song Chaoyu squeezed the phone, his fingertips turned white.

"I'm not calling Lu Zhao, but your fiancée. You should go back to your home." Song Chaoyu said calmly.

If it weren't for her red earlobes, maybe she would be more decent.

"I don't want her, I want you!" Zhan Jincheng said aggrievedly.

But Song Zhaoyu was not moved by Zhan Jincheng, but was pressing the phone number. Just before the call was dialed, Zhan Jincheng took Song Zhaoyu's phone with the help of alcohol, and smashed it on the ground.

The phone instantly fell apart, Zhan Jincheng usually has the habit of exercising, and the fragile phone naturally couldn't withstand the hard blow of the scum girl Jincheng.

Song Zhaoyu was on the verge of getting angry. She hadn't changed her mobile phone for too long, it was still a new one, but she was smashed by a drunk, so she was naturally a little emotional.

"What are you doing! If you want to get drunk, go to your fiancée instead of getting drunk in front of me!" Song Zhaoyu roared helplessly.

Zhan Jincheng looked at the angry person aggrievedly, he didn't realize his mistake, he was just doing things according to his heart.

"But, I just remember looking for you, I don't know who to look for, don't be angry, I'll pay you back." Zhan Jincheng explained aggrievedly.

Looking at the pitiful Zhan Jincheng, Song Zhaoyu felt that his anger was like punching cotton, powerless and useless.

Song Chaoyu took a deep breath and tried his best to stabilize his emotions.

"Okay, I allow you to rest here tonight, but don't touch anything here." Song Chaoyu retreated.

Zhan Jincheng finally showed a smile instead of an innocent expression, and looked at Song Zhaoyu.

"Okay, I don't feel well, I want to take a bath, give me a bath!" Zhan Jincheng immediately pushed forward.

Song Chaoyu was too lazy to take care of the drunk, she had to work tomorrow, and she had to take care of her younger brother's affairs, so she had no time to mess around with the drunk.

"The bathroom is over there, but I advise you not to take a shower. Don't blame me if you drown in the shower." Song Chaoyu said calmly.

Zhan Jincheng froze on the spot, tilting his head to look at Song Chaoyu.

"Aren't you going to give me a bath? But I'm already drunk and need someone to take care of me." Zhan Jincheng said confidently.

Song Zhaoyu ignored the drunk and picked up the broom beside him to clean up the mess on the ground.

The drunk really didn't know how to control the strength in his hands, and the good-looking mobile phone was thrown to pieces.

Song Chaoyu found the phone card from a pair of wreckages, held it in his hand and prepared to take it back to the room.

Zhan Jincheng still stayed where he was, obediently watching Song Chaoyu clean up the ground, and looked a little guilty, knowing that he had caused trouble.

He found his wallet and flicked out a card.

However, Song Zhaoyu's eyes were stung by this card. This card was the card that Zhan Jincheng asked her to accept before. At that time, she felt that since she took good care of her brother, she didn't expect too much, so she didn't accept the money.

Unexpectedly, Zhan Jincheng still kept it. Sure enough, in Zhan Jincheng's eyes, even if she knew that she was the real lady of the Tang family, she was just a shady mistress.

"This card, the password is your birthday, you can use it." Zhan Jincheng said.

Song Chaoyu paused for a few seconds, but did not take the card.

"No need, Mr. Zhan's money should be given to your fiancée." Song Chaoyu said calmly.

She was able to make concessions only because Zhan Jincheng was a drunk now, it was useless to reason with him, and she was too lazy to continue pestering him.

Zhan Jincheng stared blankly at Song Chaoyu, as if he didn't understand Song Chaoyu's words.

"Aren't you my fiancée? You seem to be pregnant with my baby. Let's get married quickly. Our baby will have a title after we get married."

Song Chaoyu looked up at Zhan Jincheng, she felt that the current Zhan Jincheng was too cruel to mention her aborted child so casually.

But Zhan Jincheng didn't realize it, he just felt that his brain was controlled by alcohol, which drew out the real him.

Song Chaoyu dumped the rubbish into the trash can beside him, turned around and went back to the door.

The lights outside were not turned off, Song Chaoyu closed the door tightly, for fear of seeing Zhan Jincheng again.

She slept on her side, tears slid down the corners of her eyes, soaking them all.

Song Chaoyu was really unavoidable, the man in the living room was too cruel, she didn't know how she felt about Zhan Jincheng.

He knew that he was pregnant, and even started planning their future, but it was ironic that he had a fiancée when she was pregnant.

The irony was as if a knife had stabbed Song Chaoyu's heart. It was numb and painful, making Song Chaoyu unable to sleep.

The curtains in the room were drawn, the bedside lamp was not turned on, and the light was very dim. Song Zhaoyu wanted to touch the phone, only to find that the phone was smashed into pieces.

I don't know how long it took, but she still couldn't fall asleep. Feeling the chill of the night, she thought of the drunk outside.

After she entered the room, Zhan Jincheng remained silent.

Song Chaoyu felt the darkness, and touched the switch of the light in the house with her fingers. She turned on the light, and the light made her unable to open her eyes.

When she passed the mirror, she realized that the corners of her eyes were swollen like small walnuts, which looked very frightening. The slightly cool fingertips touched the walnut eyes, which were hot, as if accusing her of sadness.

Song Chaoyu pulled a wry smile from the corner of his mouth.

(End of this chapter)