After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

When Su Xiaojun got up the next day and went downstairs to have breakfast, he didn't see Zheng Yanqing.

She sat at the dining table eating breakfast alone, and Zheng Yanqing did not show up until the breakfast was finished.

The white assistant who had been following Zheng Yanqing before was staying at the table today, and she was the only one speaking English in the entire villa.

Seeing Su Xiaojun's doubts, she stood aside and spoke in English.

"Mr. Zheng has work matters today and needs to fly to Germany. He will be back in the evening."

Su Xiaojun nodded, but said nothing. He just finished his breakfast and then went upstairs.

She was still reading upstairs like every day before. When her eyes got tired after reading for a long time, she went to watch the sunset outside the window.

Zheng Yanqing was not conspicuous at lunch, and she even ate half an extra bowl of rice.

Of course, all this was told to Zheng Yanqing by the servants in the villa.

Zheng Yanqing looked at the message from the servant and didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

She finally ate more food. She looked so thin and was in a bad mood every day on that island. She finally ate more food today.

But even if it was something as small as eating more food, she only had an appetite when she was not around.

He put down his phone and rubbed his brows with tired eyes.

Back in Portugal, Zheng Yanqing suddenly didn't want to go to the island.

He didn't know how to face Su Xiaojun at this time. What if she lost her appetite when he went back?
After thinking for a long time, he asked his assistant to drive the car to the entrance of a bar.

Su Xiaojun had already fallen asleep in a daze at night when she heard the sound from downstairs.

"Xiaojun...Xiaojun! Sister Xiaojun! Where are you!"

Su Xiaojun put on her coat and opened the door, and saw her assistant helping Zheng Yanqing, who was drunk, into the villa door.

Zheng Yanqing's steps were frivolous. When the two servants on the first floor tried to help him over, they were pushed away by Zheng Yanqing.

"I don't want you, I want Xiaojun, call Xiaojun here!"

He spoke angrily to the two servants in Portuguese, and the servants quickly ran upstairs.

"Come, Mr. Zheng, be careful."

The assistant helped the person to the sofa.

Zheng Yanqing fell down as soon as he sat on the sofa.

Su Xiaojun sighed softly, then went downstairs and stood in front of Zheng Yanqing under the pleading eyes of the servants.

"Go and make him a bowl of sobering tea."

She raised her head and said to her assistant, who was from China. She immediately gave instructions in Portuguese to the servant beside her, and the servant hurriedly ran to the kitchen.

Zheng Yanqing opened his eyes slightly and saw Su Xiaojun in front of him.

He grabbed Su Xiaojun's sleeve and grinned like a pug.

"Sister Xiaojun, you are here, I want to hug you."

He stood up and hugged Su Xiaojun's waist.

Su Xiaojun's heart tightened.

"Zheng Yanqing, you've drunk too much, let me go."

"Hmm... don't let me go. You used to let me hug you to sleep. Why now... I can't hold your hand even if I want to?"

His head rubbed against Su Xiaojun's belly, which was so furry that it made Su Xiaojun's belly itch.

"Zheng Yanqing!"

Su Xiaojun's voice turned cold, and Zheng Yanqing obeyed.

He let go of the two arms around Su Xiaojun's waist, raised his head, and stared at her with watery eyes.

"Don't be mean to me. I know I'm wrong. Don't be mean to me. Don't... don't ignore me... Sister, I like you so much. Don't leave... stay with me."

The sobering tea was finally ready, Su Xiaojun pointed at Zheng Yanqing and said to the assistant.

"Let them feed it to him."

The assistant is a little embarrassed.

"Ms. Su, Mr. Zheng hates other people touching him. Now it's like this. I'm afraid it won't work. How about you try it yourself?"

Su Xiaojun had no choice but to do it himself.

She took the sobering tea from the servant and put it to Zheng Yanqing's mouth.

"Um……"

Zheng Yanqing sniffed it and turned his head in disgust.

"What kind of wine is this? It tastes weird and doesn't taste good."

Whatever wine you want, just put it in the wine jar.

Su Xiaojun had scolded him countless times in her heart.

But in the end she was patient and put the wine to Zheng Yanqing's mouth again. "Good wine, this is good wine, try it."

"Good wine..."

Zheng Yanqing repeated Su Xiaojun's words and drank the entire cup of sobering tea.

After drinking, people still smashed their mouths.

"It doesn't taste good, this wine is not good... I will take Xiaojun to drink some good... wine..."

After coaxing him left and right, he finally finished drinking the sobering tea.

Together with his assistant, Su Xiaojun helped Zheng Yanqing to the master bedroom on the second floor. Su Xiaojun was already sweating from exhaustion.

"Miss Su, then I'll go first."

Su Xiaojun nodded, pulled the quilt over and covered Zheng Yanqing.

She also stood up and prepared to leave, but seeing that his face was very uncomfortable even when he was sleeping like this, she turned around and went to the bathroom to wet a towel and wipe his face.

"If you don't know how to drink, don't drink. What can you do? How much alcohol can you, a young boy, have?"

She scolded Zheng Yanqing softly while wiping her face.

"When will you grow up? Do you know that if I were not Su Xiaojun and you were someone else, if you dared to kidnap people to an isolated island and imprison them, they would have called the police a long time ago."

Zheng Yanqing also hummed twice in cooperation.

"Why are you humming? If you don't let me go, I will call the police. I am not joking with you."

After wiping her face and hands, she was about to get up and wash the towel when Zheng Yanqing grabbed a corner of her pajamas.

"Don't go, Xiaojun...don't go..."

He closed his eyes and murmured her name.

Su Xiaojun turned around and gently pulled the corner of his clothes out, but this man squeezed tighter and tighter.

"Don't go..."

"I do not go."

Su Xiaojun put the towel on the bedside table and sat down by the bed.

Half an hour later, perhaps because of the sobering tea, Zheng Yanqing slowly opened his eyes.

"Xiaojun..."

Su Xiaojun was tired from waiting. When she saw Zheng Yanqing open his eyes, she pointed at his hand.

"Let go of my clothes."

Zheng Yanqing looked down and saw that he was still holding on to the corner of his clothes. He quickly let go and shook his somewhat groggy head.

"Aren't I at the bar? Why are I here?"

He felt like he was lying on cotton, with no strength left in his body.

Su Xiaojun stood up and looked at him condescendingly.

"Zheng Yanqing, if you go to a bar and come back drunk again, I will go back to China while you are out."

As soon as he heard the word "return to China", it was as if a switch was turned on for Zheng Yanqing.

He sat up abruptly.

"No, no, you can't leave. If you leave, you won't want me anymore."

Su Xiaojun suddenly felt that he looked like an otter with no IQ.

"Then you can't drink anymore."

"well……"

Zheng Yanqing quickly agreed without even thinking about it.

Su Xiaojun nodded.

"You go to sleep, I'm going back to the room."

As she walked outside, Zheng Yanqing took a while to calm down.

She was going back to her room, not her country. Fortunately, fortunately, she didn't want to escape.

But what if she lied to him?Zheng Yanqing became anxious again and looked in the direction of the door.

He dragged his pillow to Su Xiaojun's door and wanted to knock on the door but didn't dare.

You can smell the alcohol on yourself.

He stared at Su Xiaojun's door for a long time, and finally sat down.

"This way, he won't run away."

When Su Xiaojun got up the next day, he saw Zheng Yanqing sleeping on the floor at his door, hugging a pillow.