Mr. Bai's little lady is sweet

Chapter 137 Must Be...Happy
As Wen Leyi's voice fell, everyone present except Bai Jinnan changed their expressions.

Bacardi rum originated from Santiago de Cuba in Latin America. It has a pure and smooth taste, and the price is even more expensive.

But again, it has an alcohol content of up to 75.5%, the highest alcohol content of any premium spirit.

Duan Sheng's face also changed. He looked at the nine bottles of Bacardi rum as if he was watching a ghost, revealing fear.

Although he can drink, but drink nine bottles at once...

Wen Leyi observed his expression, saw this and said with a smile: "Did Mr. Duan drink quite refreshingly just now? Why don't you dare to drink now?"

After a pause, Wen Leyi pretended to look at the time: "Young Master Duan, hurry up, I'm going home in a hurry."

Duan Sheng gritted his teeth, reached for a bottle of wine, knocked the corner of the table, and knocked off the bottle cap: "Is it because I drank this wine, today's business is over?"

"Yes." Wen Leyi nodded affirmatively.

Without further ado, Duan Sheng raised his wine glass, stuffed the mouth of the bottle directly into his mouth, gulped down the wine, and after a while the bottle of wine ran out.

He put the empty wine bottle on the table, picked up the second bottle, knocked off the bottle cap, and began to pour it into his mouth.

The third bottle...

Fourth bottle...

The fifth bottle...

...

After the banquet was over, Wen Leyi came to the second floor, wanting to go and fulfill his wish.

As soon as she went down the stairs, she saw Wen Qianxian standing in the corridor with a cigar in his hand.

Just after Duan Sheng drank the nine bottles of wine and left, she ran out under the guise of going to the bathroom, in order to hide from the temperature and be humble.

But after all, man's calculation is not as good as heaven's calculation, she still met Wen Qianxian.

Wen Leyi's pace slowed down, and a flash of complex emotions flashed in her eyes. She stretched out her hand to hold the skirt, looked ahead, and walked past Wen Qianxian calmly.

"Lele." Wen Qianxun called her suddenly.

Wen Leyi paused, still staring ahead, without making a sound.

"When did you come back?" Wen Qian's voice was neither high nor low, as gentle as a drizzle in March: "Why didn't you tell Dad?"

Wen Leyi clenched her hand holding the skirt slightly, a wry smile hung on the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were slightly red: "Is it useful to tell you? Anyway, the home is gone."

"You still have dad." Wen Qian's humble voice suddenly dropped, with a trace of imperceptible sadness.

"So what? My mother is no longer here, and another hostess has already lived in the previous house..." Wen Leyi turned around slowly and looked at him: "It's not my home anymore."

Seeing the indifference on his daughter's face, a touch of distress hit Wen Qianxian's heart, and he opened his mouth: "Lele, things are not what you think, Dad..."

"Okay, don't explain, I don't want to hear." Wen Leyi hurriedly interrupted Wen Qianxian, her voice trembling slightly: "It's late, I'm going home, you should go home early too. "

After saying that, Wen Leyi turned around and walked forward very fast, as if he was escaping from something.

"Lele, Dad will take you home." Wen Qian's voice came from behind.

"No need, my godmother will give it to me." Wen Leyi refused.

She walked faster, until she turned a corner and there was no Wen Qianxian behind her, then she stopped and leaned against the wall of the corridor.

She patted her chest with both hands, her mouth was slightly opened, and she gasped heavily.

Seeing Wen's father, Wen Leyi's mind unknowingly flashed the last moment of Wen's mother's life.

She was lying on a snow-white hospital bed, but her face was paler than the whitewashed walls of the hospital. She looked at her and said to her with the last bit of strength: "Lele, mother's Lele, you must... Happiness..."

　One more~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)