Loyal Husband, Be Gentle Please

An Hao nodded and started sobbing once again.

Lin Lang could not help but sigh, he looked at the people who were continuously looking at him, then stepped forward and patted her shoulder to comfort her: "If this matter is truly impossible for him to forget, then it would truly be impossible to force it out of his heart, don't stand there foolishly, it's almost 12, I'll send you home."

Hearing that, An Hao became excited again, and took a few steps back, shaking his head non-stop: "No, I cannot go home, so don't send me home. With my current condition, grandmother will definitely be worried to death …"

She began to cry again.

Lin Lang was about to collapse: "Then I'll take you to the hotel."

"I'm not going." An Hao still shook his head: "I've already drunk too much, what if I meet with what happened that night again? "I'm not going …"

Lin Lang stared at her angrily for a few seconds, he could not help but scold: "You bastard, are you really that drunk?"

An Hao felt that he was extremely clear-headed and replied seriously: "I'm not drunk."

"Follow me if you're not drunk." Lin Lang said as he turned around and walked to the west. As he walked, he took out his phone and dialed his good friend Gu Shaochuan's number.

"Shaochuan, I suddenly have something to discuss, so I won't …"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard a plop behind him. He turned around and saw a woman who claimed not to be drunk lying on the ground.

He couldn't help but hold his forehead and walk towards her. He said to the person on the other end of the phone, "Anyway, you don't need to wait for me. I'm not going up."

Saying that, he hung up and stood in front of An Hao: "Can you get up?"

An Hao looked up at him, and after nodding his head, he started to firmly climb up.

Lin Lang didn't have the heart to look at her extremely ugly posture, so he bent down to help her up.

An Hao's brain did not seem to be completely drunk yet, at least he knew that it was impossible to walk more than a few steps with just himself.

She grabbed onto Lin Lang's arm without letting go, and looked up at him. "Why don't you help me walk?"

Lin Lang frowned: "Can't you smell the scent of your own body?"

An Hao knew that she was being looked down upon, and pouted as she looked at him with teary eyes.

Lin Lang suddenly felt a sense of helplessness emerging from the depths of his heart. He stared at her for a few seconds, then turned and walked towards the side of the road.

An Hao was afraid that he would abandon her and leave her alone, hence she quickly followed him while staggering. She suddenly realised that she seemed to have nothing on her other than a phone.

If Lin Lang had not dragged her out just now, she would not have been able to pay for the wine.

Speaking of which, had Lin Lang ever paid for her?

She bewilderedly thought about this as she stumbled and threw herself onto Lin Lang's back.

Lin Lang had already caught a taxi. As he was talking to the driver, he was pushed forward by a sudden force. Fortunately, there was a taxi in front of him, so he didn't fall flat on the ground.

He turned around and helped the woman who was lying on top of him up. He asked with a frown, "What are you doing?"

His tone carried a great anger, causing An Hao to be stunned for a few seconds, before he blinked his eyes: "Sorry."

Just as Lin Lang was about to say something, he heard the sound of a car driving away.

Lin Lang could not help but curse, "Damn."

With a drunkard by his side, it would not be easy for him to stop his car. This was the first time Lin Lang regretted not driving his car to Beijing.

He looked at the drunkard next to her and became even angrier. He poked her on the forehead with his index finger and said, "What do you think we should do now? Why don't I get a room for you on the third floor?"