Proud Wife Comes To My Arms

Drunk

Lin Yao took out his mobile phone and looked through it for a long time. There were few photos of Frank on the Internet, but he still found the photos of the press conference when he went to China to cooperate with Jiang family.

He showed it to Mr. Wilson. "Mr. Wilson, are you talking about this man?"

Wilson picked up Lin Yao's mobile phone, holding it far away, squinting for a long time: "it seems to be, and it seems not. It's too old for me to remember."

"Let me see." Mrs. Wilson, who was next to him, was curious. She reached for her mobile phone, looked at it and exclaimed in surprise, "I remember him. He once came to our girls' dormitory. I remember him very well, because he was very famous at school and got good grades. Later, he became a celebrity of New York University and donated a lot of money to the school, so I have a natural impression of him Deep. "

The expression on Lin Yao's face was obviously stagnant, and then he was surprised and said, "does he know my mother?"

Mrs. Wilson returned her cell phone to Lin Yao and sighed, "I'm not sure about that. I've never heard of him having a relationship with the opposite sex. Even now, he's still single."

Mr. Wilson was displeased: "how do you know so much?"

"You know, women will never forget a man with attractive looks."

Mr. Wilson grunted and put the rest of the plate of apple pie into his mouth.

Mrs. Wilson said with a smile, "Oh, honey, don't be angry with me. I'm kidding you."

When Lin Yao saw that he had already understood the matter, he got up and left. It was much smoother than he had imagined, but the next day he found the most crucial clue. Maybe he is the biggest behind the scenes supporting Han Xuelin, but this is just his guess. Just because he knows Han Mei doesn't mean he knows Han Xuelin. Next, as long as he tries hard to dig out the relationship between Han Xuelin and him, everything will be solved.

Frank -

the corner of Lin Yao's mouth tilts up. What's the relationship between you and Han Mei?

After coming out of Wilson's house, Lin Yao saw the man fall asleep on the back of his chair.

He went over and knocked on the window. "Man, wake up. I'm sorry to take up too much of your time."

The man wiped the saliva on the corner of his mouth, looked at him and asked, "do you hear me?"

"No, but I will keep my promise." Lin Yao handed the bag of notes to the man, "thank you very much, man."

Seeing that Lin Yao didn't get on the bus, he took a look and found that he seemed to be a little disappointed: "brother, cheer up, do you want me to continue to inquire for you?"

"No, I want to be alone."

Although Lin Yao said so, he was muttering in his heart. He didn't expect that the bald man with chaotic private life had such a thoughtful side. But he didn't know that it was to cheat him. He pretended it on purpose.

"Well, be happy. There's nothing sad about it that lasts a lifetime. If you still can't figure it out, come to the bar and see me. I'll help you with a hotter girl today than yesterday. "

"Thank you."

Before parting, he patted Lin Yao on the shoulder, and then the tin car made a dull roar, emitting white smoke with a strong smell of gasoline, which made Lin Yao cough. Seeing him walking far away, Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, put his hand in his pocket and walked slowly along the street, enjoying the quiet night alone.

It's all dark, the house is still bright, there is music, like a backward fog, thinking of the slanting low swept.

The lights on both sides of the road make his figure grow. His face has a indifferent expression. Occasionally, he thinks of happy things. When he mentions them from the corner of his mouth, his dark eyes will shine.

All the way, no one passed by. He looked at the time, and it was more than ten o'clock in the evening, but it was not downtown, and there was no taxi passing by. He began to regret that he had just rejected the bald man.

When Lin Yao was about to get tired, a taxi passed by and waved to him: "young man, where are you going? I'll take you."

When he saw the driver clearly, Lin Yao was overjoyed: "Uncle Wang, how are you?"

"I also want to ask how you are and how you are here. It's a long way from your hotel."

Lin Yao got into the car, tied his seat belt and said, "today I came to inquire about something. I was just about to go back. I just met you. We are so lucky. Why don't you have a drink at this late hour? "

Uncle Wang met him when he was in school. His wife opened a Chinese restaurant. He and his classmates often went to eat. It's good for him to come and go in a foreign country. It is said that when he was young, he also worked as a criminal policeman. Later, he quit for no reason, so he came to New York with his wife, one opened a shop and the other ran out to rent. His life was quite peaceful.

"It's not fate. I've been following you all the time. I saw you with that man this afternoon. I didn't feel relieved to follow you all the time."

"You know that man just now."

"I know you. You're a well-known luster. When did you get mixed up with him? ""Uncle Wang, look what you said. I'm not familiar with him, but with his help, I've heard something."

"It must be a good thing. I think you are very happy."

"It's really a good thing. Let's have a drink and tell you another good thing. I'm married."

Uncle Wang was surprised: "didn't you have a girlfriend when you went to school? I

remember that there was a girl who was your younger martial sister at that time. She always followed you at that time. Was she there? "

When Lin Yao knew what he said, Han Xuelin immediately lowered her face: "it's not her. It's a long story."

Uncle Wang saw that he was in a bad state and said, "OK, I'll call your sister-in-law Wang and ask him to prepare two dishes. Let's go back and have a drink."

Half an hour later, the car stopped.

Before Lin Yao got out of the car, he saw a familiar voice standing at the door of the shop looking around.

"Sister Wang!"

Wang saw him running enthusiastically and pulled his arm in: "come on, come in quickly."

Lin Yao got off first, and Uncle Wang drove to the parking lot not far away.

"Mrs. Wang, don't trust me like this. You're afraid that I won't give you any money, are you?"

"This is not nearly a year no see, miss you." Wang looked at him, "thin." Lin Yao joked: "your eyes are thin except for pigs."

Mrs. Wang patted him: "I'm not big or small with Mrs. Wang again. Go and sit there. I've cut all the dishes and I'll wait for you to come back and fry them on the table."

"Hard work, Mrs. Wang!"

Mrs. Wang waved her hand and turned into the kitchen.

As a matter of fact, the store was closed. When he came near, Uncle Wang hung up the sign of closing the door.

Uncle Wang took out a small bottle of Erguotou and drank it in a small wine cup. After filling it twice, Lin Yao opened his mouth: "it's almost a year since I came back to China. What happened in this year is like making a movie. I can't keep up with the fast pace."

With that, he drank the third and the fourth, the fifth and the sixth. His stomach was hot and his head was dizzy.

After Mrs. Wang brought up the last dish, she sat down and asked, "what happened?"

Lin Yao's eyes were red, but his eyes were still bright. After a while, he narrowed his eyes. "I don't know where to start."

Uncle Wang reminded him, "didn't you say you were married?"

"Oh, yes, I'm married. I'll be married in a few days.

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the couple were bewildered by his words.

Wang Sao asked anxiously: "you speak more clearly. What's the matter?"

Lin Yao took out his mobile phone and showed them a picture of Jiang youyou. "This is my wife, the most lovely girl in the world. Is she good-looking?"

Wang said, "this girl is really smart."

"Yes, Shuiling, it's beautiful." Maybe it was because he was drunk. After Lin Yao finished, he lay down on the table and wailed: "but we are divorced."

Uncle Wang and sister-in-law Wang looked at each other, did not understand his marriage and marriage, and finally divorce, but now he has been drunk unconscious.

"Lin Yao, Lin Yao - how much wine did you drink?"

"Not much." Uncle Wang sighed: "men are easily drunk when they are sad."

Lin Yao suddenly got up and yelled: "I'm not drunk, I can still drink!"

"All right, I'll take you back to the hotel."

"I'll help him pack up the food and eat it when he's sober."

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"Can you do it by yourself?"

Lin Yao compared an OK gesture and walked away shaking.

Uncle Wang is not very worried. This is a five-star hotel. The service staff will not let him get drunk in the lobby. It's him. It's not easy to park here. The taxi in the back has started to honk.

Zheng Jun ran for another day. After he got rid of his followers and returned to the hotel at the 18th corner of the road, he opened the door and there was no one. "It's not the bad guys who have taken it, is it?" He muttered, then lay on the bed and put it in a big word. These two days, he estimated that he had lost ten kilograms of meat. He was too weak to eat hamburgers, so he wanted to have a big white steamed bread with an old godmother.

He was too tired. He didn't know when he fell asleep. In a daze, he heard someone open the door, someone approached, someone looked down at him from top to bottom. Then, a giant fell on him, almost crushing his heart.

"Are you crazy?" Before the end of this sentence, his lips softened. Zheng Jun felt as if he had been hit by 100000 V high-voltage electricity. His blood was boiling. Three seconds later, he pushed Lin Yao away and said, "go away!"

However, he still left some affection, only half of the effort, he staggered down on the sofa behind, black eyes moist: "Yo Yo, I miss you so much."

Zheng Jun hysterical: "I am not Yo Yo!"Lin Yao came up and hugged him again: "Yo Yo, I miss you."

Zheng Jun

Smelling the smell of wine all over his body, he couldn't help frowning and crossing the sea to become a ghost? What kind of operation is this?

"In this case --" Zheng Jun clenched his teeth, "I'm sorry!"

When the next day's Yangguan just spilled on the earth, Lin Yao's wine woke up. He just wanted to stretch out and found that his hands were tied to the head of the bed, leaving only a pair of shorts on his body.

He squinted so hard that he didn't seem to know what happened last night.

Zheng Jun just came out wrapped in a bath towel. Seeing his confused face, he raised his eyebrow and asked, "wake up?"

Lin Yao looked cold: "what's the situation?"

Zheng Jun looked at the bed, light way: "nothing, just play a bundle."

Lin Yao