No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Alcohol is a good thing, it can make people forget their sorrows, and it can also make people break up.

When Fu Yanci woke up, he only felt a hangover and a headache. He pressed his temples and got out of bed with half-squinted eyes.

As soon as he got out of bed, he saw Miss Zhao sitting on the sofa not far away, looking at him with a pair of misty almond eyes, seemingly with resentment.

"Why are you here?" Fu Yanci stroked his forehead, his voice still hoarse with a hangover.

Fu Yanci is good-looking, even when his hair is slightly messy in the morning, he looks good-looking.

If the word 'good-looking' is used, it can only be applied to Fu Yanci, which is much more appropriate than Shao Rongqian.

However, no matter how low and charming her voice was, Miss Zhao frowned in dissatisfaction.

It seemed that Fu Yanci was not prepared to admit his guilt.

Miss Zhao was hot-tempered and bloody, with wide almond-shaped eyes and looked like she was going to fight Fu Yanci to the death.

Mr. Fu really didn't remember what happened last night. He only felt a headache when he was hungover for the first time, and he didn't feel anything wrong with anything else. What's more, the severe headache had already made him ignore the color under the cotton quilt.

"Did you send me back last night?" Fu Yanci said calmly, looked away, put on lambskin-soled slippers and got out of bed, and walked nonchalantly towards the bathroom.

Miss Zhao was annoyed and stood up excitedly: "What do you mean?!"

Fu Yanci had just woken up, his head hurt again, and his brain's reaction was slow. He took two more steps forward before he stopped and turned around: "What's wrong?"

The light words, in Miss Zhao's opinion, were an irresponsible plan.

Also, given his status as the head of the Fu family, and having a blind date with the second-in-command's daughter, with a bright future ahead of him, how could he pay for a ridiculous drunken act.

In Miss Zhao's heart, Fu Yanci's tall image completely collapsed.

Therefore, under Fu Yanci's suspicious and slightly puzzled gaze, Miss Zhao raised her chest and raised her head, and walked towards the door without stopping.

boom!

The sound of the door slamming almost burst my eardrums.

Fu Yanci frowned, his mind became clearer, and he thought to himself, did he say something wrong last night that offended this girl?

This was not the first time that this girl had gone crazy, and Fu Yanci didn't take it to heart at all.

After taking a shower and changing into a silver-gray suit, Fu Yan resigned and went out. A waiter came over to clean and put on new bedding.

The sea breeze was slightly cool and the morning dew was heavy. When Fu Yanci arrived on the deck, the young lady and the young master were still in their respective rooms. As a hungover person, he was the first to wake up.

After a leisurely walk, Fu Yanci felt tired and wanted to go to a restaurant to find food. He turned around and met Mr. Shao who was also out for a walk.

"Did you sleep well?" Mr. Shao was wearing a rare sportswear, black and gray, with a slightly raised collar. He looked like a student who had just graduated from high school.

Fu Yanci smiled teasingly: "It's different to find a younger wife. Even you are starting to pretend to be young."

Fu Yanci has always been serious, and it is rare for him to joke like this.

Mr. Shao looked down at his clothes and shrugged nonchalantly: "What are you thinking?"

Mr. Shao has never been interested in meddling in other people's affairs, especially in matters involving love between men and women.

However, my little fox cub has a fate, so I must ask Fu Yanci clearly what he is thinking.

"You, haha..." Fu Yanci shook his head and laughed, feeling that Shao Rongqian was a lot childish because of his little wife.

Two words were enough for Mr. Shao to understand all the meaning. Everyone understood it and he didn't ask any more questions.

"Wu Chenchen has come to Hong Kong." Shao Rongqian said again.

Wu Chenchen, the only daughter of the second-in-command, apparently came to Hong Kong for academic exchange, but in fact she wanted to go on a blind date with Fu Yanci. The Fu family needs the political resources of the second-in-command. With the help of the Fu family, the second-in-command is even more powerful. Everyone is happy to see mutual benefit.

"It's just a formality. The elders have decided things." Fu Yanci said in a calm tone, not caring at all.

This has always been the case for ordinary aristocratic families. Fu Yanci has long been accustomed to relying on marriage to consolidate his status. It is no big deal if things fall on him.

The two entered the restaurant while chatting, but just as they reached the door, they heard Miss Qiao Er's laughter, which was so nice in the quiet and empty space.

"How come you have so many interesting experiences? I thought second generations like you just read and study every day, either doing business or engaging in politics."

Miss Qiao Er's voice is charming, the kind that penetrates into people's bones, and naturally attracts other people's souls.

"You are talking about a serious second generation like my brother. I am just a shameless illegitimate son. There is no way to compare." Zhou Zhao laughed at himself.

He cares most about his own identity, but he is willing to be honest in front of Miss Qiao Er.

Miss Qiao Er stretched out a finger and shook it: "I think you should feel lucky. Your brother is living a life like this that is worthy of sympathy."

"Haha, you think so?" Zhou Zhao smiled fondly.

"Of course." Miss Qiao Er said firmly.

Looking from a distance, they look like a pair that makes others envious.

Fu Yanci turned his head to look at Shao Rongqian, and his face turned dark as expected.

"What are you talking about? Are you so happy?" Fu Yanci was the first to speak.

In order to prevent Shao Rongqian from continuing to be jealous, he might go to the sea to fish for Mr. Zhou in a while.

"Mr. Fu, you came just in time. Just now Zhou Zhao was talking about his trip to Africa and he was almost eaten by an African lion." Miss Qiao Er smiled innocently, as if she really didn't notice that Shao Rong Qian was angry.

"Young master Zhou is really experienced." Fu Yanci said meaningfully.

The smile on Zhou Zhao's face continued, especially when he saw Shao Rongqian's dark face: "Xiaoyu likes to listen, so I will tell her some."

It was obviously a provocative tone.

"I heard before that Mr. Zhou was brought back to the capital from Africa. It seems that the rumors are true."

Shao Rongqian said something unhurriedly, full of gunpowder.

The fire was about to start, but fortunately Song Wensheng and Shen Yanli arrived.

One had dark circles under his eyes, like those of a giant panda, and the other had a pale face, looking like a storm was about to come.

Miss Qiao Er's sea trip turned into a large Shura field.

"Huh? Where's the creek? Where did that girl go?" Shen Yanli looked up with two panda eyes, looking in a good mood.

When he yelled like this, Miss Qiao Er remembered why Miss Zhao, who was always on time for breakfast, didn't come out today.

"I'll go take a look." Miss Qiao Er stood up.

She walked towards the door of the restaurant, Shao Rongqian stood up behind her, and the two of them left one after the other.

After walking some distance, Miss Qiao Er turned around and looked at Shao Rongqian with her big eyes cutely: "Why did you follow me here?"

Miss Qiao Er asked knowingly. (End of chapter)