Young Master Spoils His Cute Wife

Zhou Ziyi's hand froze in midair. He clenched his fist and retracted it.

"Director Ning really likes to joke around. When Miss Wu is drunk, I'm just doing my duty as a friend to send her home."

Ning Yan sneered, "Wu Chi has followed me for so long, but he has never mentioned this to me. You are her friend. "Besides, will you do anything to your friends when she's drunk?"

Hearing Ning Yan's voice, Wu Chi, who was in Ning Yan's arms, suddenly twisted. Seeing that he was about to fall to the ground, Zhou Ziyi was speechless.

"I think Director Ning has probably misunderstood. Since she's one of your people, I'll hand her over to you."

Ning Yan frowned. He looked at the drunk and disheveled Wu Chiang, who was still in Zhou Ziyi's arms, and felt angry. He pointed to the ground and said, "Let it go. You can go!"

Zhou Ziyi looked at the uncertain Ning Yan, then looked at the drunk Wu Chi in his arms, and hesitantly said, "The floor is too cold, she is a girl after all. If you don't want trouble, why don't I send her home."

Ning Yan retorted, "Are you sure that if Xia Linlang finds out that you sent her back home, she'll be better off?"

His words were like a poisonous needle, stabbing into Zhou Ziyi's arm. He looked at Ning Yan who was questioning him, and then helplessly laid him down on the ground.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, Director Ning!"

Zhou Ziyi put down Wu Chiang, got into the driver's seat and drove away.

The woman on the ground was curled up into a ball. Her face was flushed, and her hair was drenched with sweat.

Ning Yan frowned and glanced at her. He couldn't figure out what was going on with this woman, and he didn't like the feeling of being unable to control her either.

Vaguely, Wu Chi felt himself being lifted up by someone. Touching his hands, they were so soft and gentle that it made people want to go near him.

Suddenly, she felt as if someone had thrown her onto a sponge. The hole in the sponge was pricking her skin, making her feel uncomfortable. She sunk into the sponge and struggled to stand up, but it was like a fantasy.

She felt as if her body had been lifted up countless times and then fell down again. The aching pain in her body had already exceeded her own burden.

After a while, she seemed to be thrown back into the sea. She quickly opened her mouth to suck in more air, but what entered her mouth was only soft water. She only felt as if she was immersed in the sea and was constantly calming down.

Gradually, the seawater came up. Her back and face were all soaked in the water. She struggled to get up, but she couldn't muster up any strength.

She began to have difficulty breathing. She began to wave her arms and legs, desperately struggling, but to no avail. She felt like she was about to suffocate.

Ah!" She finally cried out and sat up, gasping for breath. All the air she had stolen just now was back, and she coughed a few times.

"Did you sleep well?" It was Ning Yan's mocking voice.

Wu Chi was shocked. He raised his head and looked at the man sitting on the rattan chair under the fluttering white curtain. He held a glass of wine in his hand. The dark yellow liquid swayed in the cup.

There was a scornful smile on his lips and his hair was flying wildly. She couldn't see his face in the sunlight, but she could feel his powerful aura.

He looked down at her condescendingly like a king looking down on a tiny ant. He looked down upon her as if she were a speck of dust.

Wu Chi looked around. It was a familiar feeling. Could it be his home?

Her heart suddenly started to beat rapidly. He was the one who sent her home yesterday, the weird feeling she had yesterday.

She threw back the quilt. Her clothes were nowhere to be seen, and she was wearing a large white shirt. She recognized that this clothes belonged to Ning Yan!

Noticing her small movements, Ning Yan laughed dazzling in the sunlight, "What? Disappointed, was I the one who brought you over and ruined your relationship with Zhou Ziyi? "

The white gauze curtain was once again blown up by the wind, causing her to feel a chill all over her body, causing her to tremble violently. "What did you do to me last night?!"

Ning Yan was still sitting by the window, lazily looking at her as if he was watching a circus performance. "You don't know what's good for you."

She actually said that she didn't know what was good for her? Could it be that she was still grateful to him for doing such a dirty thing to her?

Wu Chi raised his head, his face covered with tears. She glared at him and shouted with all her might, "Do such a thing while I'm drunk, you pervert! Get lost! "

Ning Yan had already finished the cup of wine, and slowly walked to her side, frowning. "You want me to get lost? What qualifications do you have? This is my home, that's what I'm going to say. Take your things and scram! "

Wu Chi wiped away his tears, picked up the clothes that had been thrown on the floor and rushed to the washroom.

There was a bruise on her knee. She didn't know where she had touched it, but she felt a dull pain and couldn't care less. Tears streaming down her face, she quickly put on her clothes. She only wanted to escape from this place as soon as possible.

Before this, she had never thought that Ning Yan would be such a person. He could also take advantage of someone else's predicament.

When Wu Hi walked out of his house, she felt weak all over. Yesterday's hangover had made her sore. She struggled to move forward when her cell phone rang.

It was Sister Qin. She thought about what happened yesterday and felt sad. The matters of the project had not been resolved yet.

"Hello, Sister Qin. What's the matter? " She opened her mouth with difficulty, and her hoarse voice made her sound particularly haggard.

Sister Qin asked with concern, "Why is your voice so hoarse?" It can't be that he has a cold, right? I already said that he would rather not give you a cold shower. "

The dispirited Wu Chiang suddenly became spirited. What did Sister Qin say?

Could Sister Qin have been at Ning Yan's house then? She immediately asked, "Sister Qin, you said not to give me a cold shower. What does that mean?"

Sister Qin gave him an 'ah' and then said, "Did Director Ning not tell you? Yesterday you were drunk and almost got taken away by Zhou Ziyi. It was Director Ning who stopped you and brought you home. He told me to change your clothes, and you fell to the ground in a mess. I really couldn't cure you by myself, so I threw you into the bathtub and took a cold shower. I still have things to do today, so I left before you woke up.