Turn the cocoon into a butterfly

Chapter 176 No Contrast No Harm

Sang Xiaoyu quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited.

The mother had no choice but to cover Jiang Chunhui with the quilt, and continued chatting at the door of the bathroom.

After a while, Sang Xiaoyu came out of the bathroom bending over to support the wall, saying that it was too uncomfortable, too uncomfortable, Mom, is there anything to sober up?

Mother scolded her for knowing this and still drinking?He said it would be better to prepare some vinegar for her when he went back, and urged her to put on her shoes quickly.

At this time, Jiang Chunhui didn't have any other thoughts. He even let Sang Xiaoyu's quilt warm him. The quilt was not only soft and comfortable, but also had an indescribable smell, which was the unique sweet smell of Sang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Chunhui thought with satisfaction that sooner or later he would use this method to take her down.

Just when he was dreaming, but he didn't want to, the words Sang Xiaoyu and his mother said when they left the door to change their shoes made his dream fly away like a bird.

The mother's tone was still in a state of reproach, and said: "How old are you now, and you are usually quite stable, why do you drink like this? You don't want your body anymore?

You are not a person who has nothing wrong with you. You have to be checked several times a year, and you will have to be hospitalized if you continue to drink like this. "

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't even put on her shoes, and she asked her mother for help, but she said vaguely: "Mom, this is just occasionally. Didn't I go to check it a few days ago? Don't worry, all the indicators are good. ..."

Sang Xiaoyu seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "Mom, wash his feet, or my quilt will stink to death."

The mother said angrily: "You, when will this terrible cleanliness be changed? When is this? You think about it."

Jiang Chunhui remembered that Sang Xiaoyu had washed his feet more than once when he was drunk, and it was the same in the little room he gave her back then. dislike him.

Mother didn't listen to her at all, but said, "You can't make it like this when the indicators are set? Did you drink like this with Li Junhao during the Chinese New Year? I heard from your aunt Bai that you two drank too much.

You are over 30, and you still make me worry about such things. I heard that he stayed at our house overnight. What are you doing, you don’t want to lose your health? "

Jiang Chunhui's head buzzed.

Sang Xiaoyu has been unwilling to be under the same roof with him for a long time, but how could she take in Li Junhao so easily?
I heard her say just now that Li Junhao drank half a bottle of Wuliangye, did she mean that day?
Sang Xiaoyu took her mother's words and said: "On New Year's Eve, I am alone, and he is the same, so I came here.

I drank too much, so I slept on the bed in the big house, and I slept in the hut, don't listen to my aunt Bai, she still has good things to say?Li Junhao left early the next morning. "

The mother and daughter opened the door, and the voice could not be heard clearly, only the sound of footsteps coming downstairs.

Jiang Chunhui was pretending to be drunk, so he sat up straight.

He was 1 unconvinced.

The beautiful daydream he had just established with Sang Xiaoyu was shattered again, the wine was burning in his stomach, and the anger was surging in his heart.

How could he, Li Junhao, come in and sleep in her house, and Sang Xiaoyu was not moved when he expressed this meaning several times?
The more Jiang Chunhui thought about it, the angrier she became. Sang Xiaoyu's words of gratitude and gratitude just now are worthless at this moment. Did she draw a cake for herself again? Total disregard for his feelings.

All the big houses and huts are all excuses to hide people's eyes and ears.

In fact, he felt that Sang Xiaoyu was a little obedient just now, if it wasn't for the phone call, if her mother hadn't come to interfere... It is an undeniable truth that people are not as good as heaven.

The more Jiang Chunhui thought about it, the more angry he became. He even wanted to call Sang Xiaoyu down again to question her why. He tried to send a text message to Sang Xiaoyu: Come down, I have something to do.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't even pay attention, either she was really asleep, or she was pretending.

Jiang Chunhui got stubborn, so he called.

No one picked up.

Hit again.

Still no one picked up.

The moment of happiness just now made him feel as if he was about to get her, but now looking back, it was just an illusion.

Jiang Chunhui was so impulsive that he even wanted to go downstairs to question Sang Xiaoyu. When he didn't want to call again, Sang Xiaoyu's mother answered the phone and asked him what's the matter, would he like some water?

She also said that Sang Xiaoyu fell asleep as soon as he entered the room, and he might not be able to wake up tomorrow morning, and advised him not to drink too much.

Jiang Chunhui had no choice but to obediently agree, feeling very annoyed, feeling a bit like his own mother.

Jiang Chunhui's mood was completely ruined.He remembered that one of his little secretary's favorite sayings is that if you take someone else's job, you have to obey him.

But Sang Xiaoyu doesn't believe in this evil.

In the past, he was particularly disgusted with those materialistic women. Seeing his money made his legs go limp, but Sang Xiaoyu didn't. He also took the money, but he didn't listen to his orders.

Jiang Chunhui said that the one-size-fits-all boss is also the core and soul of the company. He is the bread and butter of many employees and the anchor of the family, but it doesn't work for Sang Xiaoyu.

This damned Sang Xiaoyu looks weak and deceitful, but once he becomes stubborn, he is even more stubborn than a cow.

Jiang Chunhui felt that an unknown fire was about to erupt in his body, and he had to do something to ease his emotions at this time.

After he got dressed, he looked at Sang Xiaoyu's house again and again, and there was still two words: I like it.

He wanted to smash a few things to vent his dissatisfaction, but he couldn't bear to do it anyway.

Jiang Chunhui felt that he suddenly felt the pain of a broken relationship. This woman just couldn't handle it, and the more he couldn't handle it, the more itchy his heart became. After he put on his shoes, he decided not to think about it, because new emotions were already brewing.

When he went out, looking at Sang Xiaoyu's mother's room, Jiang Chunhui even wanted to break in, but it was self-evident what he wanted to do, after all, it was hard to say.

You can't carry the drunk Sang Xiaoyu upstairs in front of other people's mother, right?He is not so courageous yet, some things can be thought of, but it is difficult to do them.

The cold wind in the corridor woke up Jiang Chunhui's wine. When he went downstairs, he stopped at the door of Sang Xiaoyu's mother's house for a while. become out of hand.

After leaving the corridor, Jiang Chunhui called the driver.

He had already called when he was in the house just now, and now he is just urging.

The driver said that he got up from the bed and was already on the road.

Jiang Chunhui told him the address again, and the driver said he would be there soon.

As soon as Jiang Chunhui put down the phone, he saw his Daben coming from the corner with headlights on, and stopped firmly in front of Jiang Chunhui.

Jiang Chunhui was in a good mood, saying that you kid ambushed me?

The little driver said proudly that he knew that he was in a hurry, but in fact he rushed here in a hurry.

(End of this chapter)