Chapter 70 You Are The One That Night
Drunk people are very energetic, especially those like Xie Qinghuan who don't play much at ordinary times, when they get drunk, they look like a little rabbit running around.

Leaving her to tinker in the study, Shi Tingzhou went downstairs and cooked her a bowl of hangover soup. Although it looks a bit ugly, the medicine works well.

When she carried it upstairs, she saw her fiddling with the safe.

"What are you doing?"

"Nothing." She just happened to walk over.

Shi Tingzhou pointed to the hangover soup, "Drink it, you'll feel better." Otherwise, you'll wake up tomorrow with a deadly headache.

"It's not poison, is it?"

The color is so gray that it doesn't taste good at first glance, not to mention the taste is not good.

Shi Tingzhou coughed: "This is a good medicine for sobering you up."

Although Xie Qinghuan didn't like the taste very much, but after hearing what he said, she obediently drank it.

It didn't take long for her to feel dizzy even more, and she could hardly see his appearance clearly.

"Hmm, what's going on, I'm so dizzy!"

Shi Tingzhou caught her and said softly, "It will be fine after a night of sleep."

"No, I was fine just now, did you drug me in the soup?" She responded quickly.

He didn't answer, he acquiesced.

"why?"

"To let you sleep well."

He shouldn't have appeared today, but since he has already appeared, she can't let her remember what happened tonight, it's not yet time.

She has no feelings for him. When she sobers up and remembers what he did, she probably thinks he's crazy.

Xie Qinghuan grabbed his collar, sniffed his neck before he fainted, and said something that almost made him turn pale with shock.

"Are you afraid that I will recognize you?"

"Shi Tingzhou, you were the one that night, right, I remember your smell."

At first she thought she had made a mistake, but she didn't believe that that person was the man in front of her who looked ascetic and glamorous until she checked his smell again and again.

"Although I'm drunk now, I will always remember that day you..."

Before she finished speaking, Shi Tingzhou stopped her mouth, and he approached her ear with a light voice.

"Huanhuan, stop talking, I was the one who overstepped that time."

"Go to sleep, and forget about it when you fall asleep."

Listening to his voice, Xie Qinghuan slowly closed her eyes.

After confirming that she was asleep, Shi Tingzhou carried her to the room, then turned and left, but she grabbed her hand.

"Don't go!"

"Don't go, Xuanxuan."

Shi Tingzhou laughed at herself slightly, all she had in her heart was Xie Xuan, but there was no such person as Shi Tingzhou, even Xie Xuan was called in her dream.

He shook off her hand, turned and left.

The night passed quickly, and when the sun was high, Xie Qinghuan woke up faintly, and just when she opened her eyes, she felt a severe headache.

"Tsk, that's how much alcohol I drank." She patted her head, trying to relieve the aftereffects of the hangover.

She looked around and frowned: "Why am I back?"

"My head hurts, why can't I remember what I did last night."

His head was empty, and the aftereffects of the hangover flooded his brain. Xie Qinghuan only felt that every nerve in his body was resisting.

She got up and opened the curtains, the dazzling sunlight made her unable to open her eyes,
Xie Qinghuan quickly poured a glass of warm water and poured it down, but Gu Yan's phone call happened to come.

"Mr. Xie, are you awake?"

"Sorry, I drank too much last night, it's about the company..."

Over there, Gu Yan smiled heavily: "Huo Mian called me and left the company to me. You should have a good rest today."

"Thank you, I drank too much with Huo Mian yesterday." Xie Qinghuan twisted his uncomfortable neck, and his bones creaked.

"It's okay, just relax properly."

"Qing Huan." He called out, his tone a little heavy.

"Ok?"

"Do you know a man with dyed silver hair?" He still couldn't help asking.

At the latest, he sat there all night. No matter how many forces he mobilized, he couldn't find any information about that man. The only thing he knew was that he had some relationship with Heizi, the CEO of China Southern Airlines Group.

This person appeared out of thin air and disappeared out of thin air. Even if he was seen from the surveillance, his information could not be found.

However, judging from several of his actions, they are all related to Qing Huan.

"A man with silver hair?" Xie Qinghuan was puzzled, and for some reason, a vague figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

Her head hurt so badly that she couldn't help hissing.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?"

Xie Qinghuan rubbed her temples: "No, maybe I drank too much last night and my brain hurts."

"Why did you ask this suddenly? I don't know any silver-haired men, and there is only a silver-haired man beside me..."

As she spoke, she seemed to be stuck and did not continue.

He almost told about Xuanxuan. Although he has black hair now, he might be suspicious.

"What about silver hair?" He obviously heard someone with silver hair mentioned, but why didn't he continue talking.

"It's nothing, anyway, I don't know any silver-haired man, what do you ask this man for?"

Xie Qinghuan's evasive answer made Gu Yan even more suspicious that she must know someone with silver hair.

He suppressed the fluctuations in his heart, and said, "I just think it's not bad for the artists of the company to dye their silver hair."

Xie Qinghuan moved her eyelashes and said with a smile: "The color silver is not something ordinary people can control."

"Qing Huan, do you still remember how you came back last night?" He asked again.

"I don't remember." Xie Qinghuan disapproved, "I guess he came back with Huo Mian."

"Why don't you ask the driver to pick you up?"

"No, who is the trouble at night." Xie Qing smiled happily, "Let's not talk for now, my mind is a bit confused, I'll go to clear up first."

Xie Qinghuan went to wash up after hanging up the phone, looked at herself in the mirror, the lanyard on her collarbone caught her attention, and she pulled it out.

It was a scale the size of a fingernail. When she was frustrated, Xuanxuan pulled it off her tail and put it on for her to comfort her. She didn't expect that she had worn it for so long, and she didn't know what happened to Xuanxuan.

After sorting out her mood, Xie Qinghuan smiled at the mirror, then put the scales back, turned and went downstairs.

She was going to get something to eat, but found the cold hangover soup in the pot. It tasted very bad. It could be seen that the cook was a noob in cooking.

"Could it be Huo Mian who did it?"

She shook her head: "Impossible, this little girl can cook instant noodles, how can she make hangover soup?"

"It's not that she doesn't know anyone, and it's impossible for Shi Ze. His cooking skills are much better than this."

Xie Qinghuan was very puzzled, she checked the house carefully, and felt that someone must have slipped into the house.

"Could it be the snail girl?"

She thought for a while and called Huo Mian, but it took her a long time to answer in a daze.

"Is the wine still awake?"

"How is it possible, I can't drink a thousand cups, but I was too tired last night, and now I'm sleepy." Huo Mian spoke inarticulately.

"Jumping up and down all night, you can't think of yourself as a monkey."

Xie Qinghuan asked again: "You sent me back last night? And made me hangover soup?"

"Pfft—" Huo Mian couldn't stop laughing, as if she heard some funny joke.

(End of this chapter)

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