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When Qin Youle came downstairs, she felt someone looking at her. She looked back and saw nothing.

In the villa.

"Sir, if you don't want to give up the young lady, why don't you keep the young lady?" Looking at Qin Huai's flustered curtain, sister-in-law Zhang asked suspiciously, "Miss seems to have some misunderstanding about you. Why don't you explain it to her?"

Explain? Some things can't be explained. Qin's father looked at the dishes and chopsticks Qin Youle had eaten and said, "clean up after dinner."

"Yes." Sister-in-law Zhang also became depressed. She rarely saw a smile on Qin Huai's face.

On the empty street, Qin Youle's heart is also empty. Usually every time she goes to the Qin family, she wants to find a stall to sit for a while to relieve her depression.

At the big stall by the river, a woman drank wine alone. The kebab in front of her hardly moved. She just kept filling her wine, and there were more and more wine bottles under the table.

"Boss, that girl wants a dozen more beers." The boy who helped with the chores looked at the boss with thick arms and a big belly and asked, "can I give you this?"

"I'll go and ask." Seeing fewer and fewer people, the boss decided to ask the girl after looking at the time.

"Beauty?" The boss pushed Qin Youle and shouted again, "beauty, can you hear me?"

"Huh?" Hearing the boss's cry, Qin Youle looked at the boss bleary eyed. The boss with round head and big ears gradually became blurred in front of her.

"Beauty, is there anyone to pick you up? It's getting late." The boss asked patiently.

Qin Youle shook his head and whispered, "I want, I want, a dozen beers!"

Qin Youle had obviously drunk too much. Her body was shaking and she was not sharp when talking.

"Sorry, you can't drink any more."

"Why? I want to drink, I want to drink, a dozen, a dozen. " Qin Youle fell on the table as she spoke. She only felt a severe headache and her body gradually became heavy.

"Hello, beauty? Beauty, don't sleep. Tell me who to call to pick you up! " The boss kept pushing Qin Youle, but Qin Youle lay motionless.

"Shit, I drank so much alone!" The boss stood up reluctantly. He knocked down a wine bottle. He looked down and saw more than a dozen bottles of beer scattered on the ground. He couldn't help scolding.

"Boss, what's the matter?" The little attendant hurried over and asked, "did you drink too much?"

"Shit, I can't close the stall on time tonight!" The boss lit a cigarette and scolded unhappily, "this kind of drunk people stay here every week! I'm dying! "

"Can't the little girl be lovelorn?" The little attendant looked at Qin Youle curiously. "This woman looks very good. Will she be abandoned!"

"Why do you care so much?" The boss reached out and clapped the little attendant, "go to work!"

"Oh." Xiao and the class committee walked to the barbecue stand wrongfully.

Just then, Qin Youle's mobile phone rang.

"Son of a bitch?" The boss picked up his cell phone, looked at the notes and couldn't help reading them. He looked at Qin Youle sleeping on the table and thought that the bastard was probably the man who abandoned the girl.

"Hello?"

Hearing the voice of a strange man from the mobile phone, song Tingchen's eyes narrowed and his fist clenched in the apartment.

"Hello? Is that Mr. Wang? " Hearing that there was no sound in the mobile phone, the boss asked loudly, "do you know the owner of this mobile phone?"

Song Tingchen only felt a heavy heart. Where has Qin Youle gone? He said in a deep voice, "I am. Where is she now?"

"At the barbecue stand at the intersection of Jiangbin Road and Xinshi South Road in Liedong District, she seems to have drunk too much. Would you like to come and pick her up?"

"I'll come right away!" Almost as he spoke, song Tingchen picked up his coat and went out.

"Hello?" Hearing the voice of hanging up from the mobile phone, the boss whispered, "hanging up very fast. It seems that he may not want to abandon the girl."

"Stupid woman, stupid!" Song Tingchen's face in the car was dignified. He waited in the apartment for a long time. He didn't feel at ease before calling to ask where Qin Youle had gone. Unexpectedly, he came to the barbecue alone and was drunk?

On the road, a black car kept overtaking, almost at the top speed.

From a distance, I saw Qin Youle lying on the table. Song Tingchen walked in with disgust on his face. The smell of oil smoke and various spices came from the barbecue. Even Qin Youle's table was greasy.

"Are you Mr. Wang?" Looking at Song Tingchen running over, the boss asked warily, "do you know this lady?"

"What, Mr. Wang, my last name is song!" Looking at Qin Youle lying on the table, song Tingchen patted her on the head, "Hey, Qin Youle, get up and go back."

"Sorry, I can't let you take this girl!" The boss shouted, "I called Mr. Wang just now. He said he would come and pick up the girl soon. Who are you?"

Song Tingchen glanced at the barbecue stand. The boss looked 50 up and down. He was naked and had a big stomach. He had to say reluctantly, "I'm the person who talked to you just now."

"I don't believe it!" The boss said firmly, "the man surnamed Wang and you surnamed song just now, how can it be the same person? Look at the car you drive and the clothes you wear. It doesn't look like a trafficker. You don't want to give this girl to her just because she is beautiful... "

"Sir, I tell you, no matter who you are, I won't allow this girl to go with you. If you insist on taking this girl, don't blame me for calling the police and catching you!" The boss warned loudly, "I don't allow my guests to be in danger!"

It's very responsible! Song Tingchen raised his mouth. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed Qin Youle.

"See?" When Qin Youle's mobile phone rang, song Tingchen put his mobile phone in front of the boss, "see, I know her."

"Oh, it seems to be Mr. Wang just now." The boss stared at Qin Youle's mobile phone screen and nodded.

Son of a bitch? Seeing Qin Youle's remarks to him, song Tingchen's face was extremely black. He glanced at Qin Youle lying on the table and said to himself: woman, you are very bold. Dare you give me remarks, son of a bitch?

"Sorry, sorry, you take this girl away." The boss nodded again and again. Finally, he said meaningfully, "Sir, you look like a rich man. Although you are rich, don't be too careless. This girl should love you very much, otherwise she won't be so sad tonight and drink so much wine."

Following the boss's fingers, song Tingchen saw the scattered wine bottles on the ground. He frowned, picked up Qin Youle and whispered, "Hey, Qin Youle, wake up?"

"Hmm..." Qin Youle is still just kind, and his consciousness is still very vague.

"Thank you." Before leaving, song Tingchen nodded to the boss.

"You're welcome." The boss smiled happily. He felt as if he had set up another couple.

When song Tingchen was just about to pick up Qin Youle, the boss suddenly shouted, "Sir, sir, the girl hasn't paid for dinner!"

"How much?"

"One hundred and twenty-four." The boss said with a smile.

Song Tingchen touched his pocket. His wallet was in the car. Song Tingchen reached out and took out five hundred yuan bills from Qin Youle's bag.

"This..." looking at five hundred yuan RMB, the boss was a little confused for a moment. "Sir, do you want anything else?"

"No, the rest of the money is for you. Thank you for not letting her be taken away." Put the money into the boss's hand. He bent down and grabbed Qin Youle. The smell of oil smoke from Qin Youle and the smell of wine from her made song Tingchen feel nauseous.

Although his impression of the barbecue stall owner is very good, it does not mean that he has a good impression of this street stall. Especially this kind of barbecue, spicy hot and so on never came into his eyes. He felt disgusted when he thought of the greasy table just now. He really didn't understand how Qin Youle could eat in such a place.

Watching the car start slowly, the boss waved to the car. After the car went away, he looked down at the five bills in his hand and felt a burst of joy. He didn't expect that good deeds would really be rewarded.

In the co pilot's position, Qin Youle was humming with her head tilted. She really drank too much wine, so she felt bad in her stomach.

"Stupid." Looking at Qin Youle leaning back in his chair, song Tingchen couldn't help scolding. He could only drive the car as slowly as possible so as not to make Qin Youle more uncomfortable.

"Mom..." Qin Youle's mouth gently spit out a word.

Hearing Qin Youle's groans, song Tingchen looked back at Qin Youle. This time, his eyes were no longer disgusted, but sad. He sighed and reached out to hold Qin Youle's cold hand. He didn't expect that Qin Youle, who had always looked at the past and was strong and optimistic, still had such a big secret in his heart.

"Mom... I miss you so much." Qin Youle said painfully, tears falling from the corners of her eyes.

Song Tingchen clenched Qin Youle's hand. He could only comfort her like this.

It was not easy to get to the parking lot. When song Tingchen was about to stop smoothly, a dog suddenly appeared in front of the car. Song Tingchen had to guess the sudden brake.

"Ah!" Qin Youle, who was sleepy, suddenly bumped forward, and song Tingchen had no time to pull her.

"Are you okay?" Song Tingchen asked remorsefully.

"Vomit..." Qin Youle only felt a warm current in her stomach. She covered her mouth and immediately loosened her seat belt and opened the door. Before she could run away, a pile of things had been spit out of her mouth.

Song Tingchen also hurried to get off the bus. He stood aside and gently patted Qin Youle on the back and said, "spit, spit, it will be more comfortable after spitting."

The vomit gave off a disgusting smell. Song Tingchen, who was a little clean, had to twist his head not to look at those things. He just felt that he wanted to vomit with nausea.

"Vomit..." Qin Youle vomited out again.

Just hearing the sound, song Tingchen felt very sick. He patted Qin Youle on the back and whispered, "will you vomit?"

After a long time, Qin Youle felt that he had vomited all the things in his stomach, so he felt much more comfortable. With such a vomit, her consciousness was much clearer.