Chapter 360 Tonight, Yan Ai belongs to him alone

"Let's not talk about her anymore. Let's talk about the promotional plan after the film is finished. I plan to completely withdraw from Shen's after my brother's legs heal and focus on running my own film and television company."

Then continue to escort Jiang Qiuning.

This is Shen Yihang's wish.

Feng Jue's expression was cold, "The company is yours, you make the decision."

"Won't you give me some advice?"

"busy."

The simple word "busy" is worth a thousand words.

…

That night, Yang Weizhao ordered a birthday cake for Yan Ai, and Yan Ai also prepared a table full of delicious food for Yang Weizhao to celebrate his birthday.

"If I wasn't afraid of being exposed, I really want to call Xiaoya, Dr. Gong and the others." Yan Ai looked at the table full of food and the big cake, feeling a little troubled.

Yang Weizhao said seriously, "If you can't finish it tonight, save it for tomorrow."

Others can celebrate Yan Ai's birthday with her on Wednesday, but tonight, Yan Ai belongs to him alone.

"Okay, then I'll take a photo and post it on WeChat Moments." Yan Ai didn't forget Yang Weizhao's suggestion at noon.

Yang Weizhao nodded, and then made another suggestion: "After dinner, you come to cut the cake and I will take a picture of you."

Yan Ai smiled at Yang Weizhao and said, "Okay."

After the meal, it was already 7:30 in the evening.

Usually, Yang Weizhao would leave after dinner.

However, tonight was special. They also wanted to eat cake, take photos, and show their love, so Yang Weizhao stayed until after eight o'clock in the evening before leaving.

After Feng Jue left Yindu, it was exactly eight o'clock in the evening when Xiao Qi sent him back to Liangyuan.

He sat in the back seat of the car, staring at the email reminder message that had just come in on his phone. After struggling for a long time, he finally clicked it.

Sure enough, he saw Yang Weizhao leaving Yan Ai's house.

This weekend, this man actually left so late?

Will he find an excuse to stay overnight at Yan Ai's house next time and not leave?

Feng Jue couldn't help but think so, and his heart began to ache again and again, without end.

He drank a lot of wine in Yindu tonight and his head hurts a little now.

Xiao Qi had just parked the car and when he turned his head to look back, he saw Feng Jue rubbing his temples with a frown on his face, looking very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Xiao Qi hurriedly asked, "Boss Feng, do you want me to call someone to bring you some hangover soup?"

The carriage was still filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

Feng Jue's brows were still furrowed. He closed his eyes and said in a low, hoarse voice, "No need. You can go back."

Xiao Qi has his own car, which he parks in the garage of Liangyuan Villa.

Usually when Feng Jue didn't need him, he would drive his own car home from get off work.

"Okay, Mr. Feng." Xiao Qi said.

However, before picking up the car and leaving, Xiao Qi was still worried, so he picked up his mobile phone and called Zhao Xuyang.

He had been Feng Jue's personal driver for so many years and had never seen Feng Jue drunk.

Today is so abnormal, something big must have happened.

After Zhao Xuyang received Xiao Qi's call, he rushed over immediately.

When Zhao Xuyang drove to Liangyuan Villa, he found Feng Jue still sitting in the car.

When I opened the back seat of the car, a strong smell of alcohol hit me in the face.

Like Xiao Qi, he rarely saw Feng Jue drunk.

After all, who would be so bold as to persuade Feng Jue to drink!

Zhao Xuyang was about to ask Feng Jue if he was okay, but Feng Jue suddenly opened his eyes.

"Why are you here?" The man spoke, his voice even hoarseer than before.

Zhao Xuyang said truthfully, "Xiao Qi called me and said you were drunk. I thought there must be no hangover sobering products in the villa, so I volunteered to bring some sobering pills. You can just swallow them with warm water later."

In the Liangyuan villa where Feng Jue lived, not only was there no sobering stuff, there wasn't even a servant or a nanny. Usually, only hourly workers came to clean the house on a regular basis.

"Help me upstairs." Feng Jue raised his hand and pinched his eyebrows. Suddenly, he couldn't stand the smell of alcohol on his body. He wanted to go back to the villa to take a shower.

He was indeed drunk and needed help going upstairs.