Chapter 45

Zhang Yunniang sat quietly. The more confused her mind was, the more normal she looked on the surface.

The other two did not realize that she was drunk.

Until, Amina asked her where she lived.

She said in the pot.

Amina thought she didn't hear clearly, so she asked again, and the person said on the table.

Her expression was indifferent, and after she finished speaking, she curled her lips and smiled.

Wei Yijun thought that this person liked to joke and was joking.

"It's getting late. I'll take you home."

"You want to drink for a while? No, we can continue drinking another day. It's too late. I have to go home."

Zhang Yunniang stood up and waved her hands repeatedly, indicating that she really didn't want to drink this time.

"This girl, she's really drunk in one glass." Amina shook her head, expressing her frustration. This fruit wine was actually just like sugary juice. She had never imagined that this person could be so poor at drinking that she could get drunk. At the beginning, she was so full of energy, as if she could drink a thousand glasses without getting drunk.

"Live here with my sister?" Zhang Yunniang looked embarrassed.

"It's better to stay in the hotel. Just stay with me for one night and go back tomorrow morning." Amina also had this idea. If he stayed with her for one night, he would feel at ease with her watching over him.

"Sister, do you want to talk to me all night long? Sleep together?" Zhang Yunniang's eyes lit up and she hugged her tightly.

Wei Yijun covered his head. This little pervert looked so, so, so...

"What a pity! I can't bear to leave my sister, but a good child can't stay out all night. I have to go home."

After saying that, he felt that the explanation was not enough. "I am very good and obedient. I said I would go back at night, so I must go back. I can't go back on my word. Don't blame me, sister."

"Forget it, forget it. I'll take her home. Where do you live?"

We didn’t exchange addresses when we parted last time, and I don’t know if I can find out now.

"Do you still want to eat at Sister-in-law Wu's? Go tomorrow. You have money, so go there for more meals. Sister-in-law Wu has a hard time."

Amina smiled helplessly. This little rascal, "Do you still remember the way home?"

"Yes, yes, I really have to go. Goodbye, sister. See you tomorrow."

As he spoke, he walked out of the store, and his steps were quite steady.

It’s no wonder they didn’t realize he was drunk. He was so calm and composed, he didn’t look like a drunk at all.

Wei Yijun: "Even though she can't listen, it seems like she knows the way. Don't worry, I will get her home safely."

Amina shook her head and followed the man.

He didn't move forward, but just followed a few steps away.

How could she possibly hand Zhang Yunniang over to a man when she was unconscious?

Even if this man is a gentleman, she cannot allow any risk to exist.

Zhang Yunniang just walked out of the store and walked back, "This wine is delicious, I must take two jars back."

He gestured at the counter to get two jars of fruit wine, pointed at Wei Yijun behind him, said he would pay the bill, and left with the jars of wine.

Amina went after the man, and Wei Yijun resigned himself to his fate and went to pay the bill.

When I came out, I saw Amina following me not far away.

"Why don't you go forward?"

"That drunkard, I'll just follow you like this. I can't explain it."

Wei Yijun felt the same way and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Zhang Yunniang looked at the shadow on the ground that did not belong to her, so she turned around, frowned in confusion, and wanted to rub her eyes, but found that her hands were too busy.

"Am I dazzled? Why are my sister and Young Master Wei behind me?"

He stood there, holding the wine jar in both hands, and kicked it in front of him. "Can't touch it? I'm dazzled. Oh, so I'm dazzled."

He turned around and continued walking, muttering as he walked, "It's good that my eyes are blurry, it's good that my eyes are blurry, this way I'm not walking alone at night, um, this way I'm not scared anymore."

Then he continued walking, jumping and humming some random tune under his breath.

When he was humming passionately, he raised the pitch without noticing. Realizing that it might disturb others at night, he immediately fell silent and stopped to look around.

Amina followed behind, grinning from ear to ear.

"It's like watching a play. This girl is really a monkey."

Wei Yijun was also very happy. After such a long time, today he finally got rid of the depression in his heart.

Looking at the jumping figure in front of him, he thought that if this road had no end, it would not be boring even if he kept walking like this.

Zhang Yunniang saw the familiar courtyard gate, the lit lanterns, and the people waiting at the gate. She forced a smile and ran over quickly.

"I'm back. Look what I brought back. Here, a jar for the Second Young Master. Here, Lanzhi, this one is for you. This is fruit wine. It's delicious but not intoxicating."

Zhang Yunniang gave the two jars in her hands to the people and shook her sore arms.

"You're back." Jun Qingmo looked at her with a smile. She said she would come back, and she would definitely come back.

Then, he turned his gaze to the other two, "Ziteng?"

"Yuan Jin."

"Who is this girl?"

"I'm Amina, Zhang Yatou's friend. I was the one who forced her to drink today. I'm sorry, did I let her down?"

Amina still remembered what Zhang Yunniang had said, that she was currently taking care of a boss who was unable to stand up. It was not difficult for her to guess the scene before her.

"Who are you talking to?" Zhang Yunniang frowned and looked at Jun Qingmo, "Lanzhi, could it be that the young master has caught a cold and has a fever? You guys are really something, why did you come out and wait when you could just leave a light on? It's still cold at night, and catching a cold would be bad."

As he spoke, he touched the man's forehead. The night wind blew, and it felt a little cold. "No fever, it's okay, it's okay."

Jun Qingmo smiled helplessly and pulled the man's hand down, but did not let go. This man was really something. There were two people following behind him, but he didn't even say hello.

However, he felt very happy about Zhang Yunniang's unconscious intimate behavior.

Especially at this time, there are outsiders present.

He liked the feeling that Zhang Yunniang always put him first.

"Thank you very much. I'm sorry to bother you today. The courtyard is simple. If you don't mind, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea?"

"Talking nonsense again?" Zhang Yunniang looked worried. She touched Jun Qingmo's forehead again and then her own.

"Yunniang, what's wrong with you?"

"Have I eaten? I have. Barbecue is not easy to bring, so I didn't bring it for you. It won't taste good if you bring it back. Don't you bring fruit wine? I didn't eat it alone."

Jun Qingmo also noticed that something was wrong with her and called her anxiously, "Yun Niang?"

"Mosquitoes?" Zhang Yunniang was puzzled. "Where are there mosquitoes? There aren't any here."

Amina held her forehead and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know this girl couldn't drink. After a few bottles of fruit wine, she got drunk."

Zhang Yunniang looked at Amina who was speaking, "How can a phantom make a sound?" She moved closer, closer, and closer again, and then directly pressed against the person, feeling a warm touch.

She was surprised: "Is it true? Are you dazzled, sister? Then why did you just follow behind without saying a word the whole way?"

"Yunniang, it's too late, let's go in first." Lanzhi bowed and thanked her, then came over to hold the person and helped him walk into the yard. The person looked confused, but obediently walked into the house.

Jun Qingmo looked at the remaining two people and said, "I'm sorry to bother you today."

Amina didn't know what kind of person Jun Qingmo was, but judging from what happened just now, he seemed to be a good-tempered person.

But she still explained: "A few days ago, I met this girl and we got along very well, so I asked her to get together. Next time, I won't give her any wine."

Wei Yijun also saw the interaction between the two just now. Looking at Jun Qingmo's expression, he had some questions, but it was not appropriate to ask.

But no matter what, he still chimed in: "This girl is obedient and won't make trouble. She doesn't know that fruit wine can also make people drunk. Don't blame her when she sobers up tomorrow."

"I'm the one who gets scolded every day, how could I have the courage to say anything to her?" Jun Qingmo thought quickly and replied jokingly.

Zhang Yunniang and Wei Yijun were probably unfamiliar with each other. Although Wei Yijun was not bad looking, she could not be called a beauty.

Before leaving, he said he was going to see a beautiful woman. So, the person Zhang Yunniang was going to see today should be the woman in front of her.

People who have been depressed all day suddenly feel better.

Jun Qingmo said goodbye to everyone and returned to the yard. Even though he had great self-control, he couldn't help laughing when he heard the sounds coming from the room.

It is more about the clarity that comes after understanding something in your heart. Some things, some thoughts, can be understood in an instant.

Lanzhi: "Please sit down."

Zhang Yunniang: "I wet the bed. No, no, no, I didn't wet the bed."

Lanzhi: "Put your hand out."

Zhang Yunniang: "You want to bask in the sun. It's so dark at night. Just wait. The sun will come out tomorrow morning."

Lanzhi: "Hey, lift your feet up."

Zhang Yunniang: "You want a raise? I want one too. I don't know when you'll make a fortune."

Lanzhi shut up and silently helped people wash and dress.

As long as he shuts his mouth, he doesn't look like he is drunk at all. He listens to what he is told: "Stretch out your hands," "Sit down," "Lift your feet," and he is more obedient than a three-year-old child.

The only thing is that you can only use actions but not speak. Once you speak, it's like talking to a deaf person.

When Lanzhi came out of the room, she saw Jun Qingmo sitting quietly in the yard. She thought he was waiting to wash up, so she quickly prepared hot water.

"Sir, the bathing water is ready, you can wash up."

"Yeah." Jun Qingmo nodded and slid his wheelchair to the bathtub.

When he was undressing, he saw Lanzhi following behind him and asked in confusion: "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Lanzhi was also confused by his question, "I, I, will help you bathe."

"Need not."

"Yunniang has gone to bed." Usually, it was Zhang Yunniang who helped him bathe. Lanzhi thought he was waiting for someone to help him. "Today, I will help you bathe and change clothes."

"I can do it myself."

"Zi, myself?"

"What? Is it not possible?" Jun Qingmo sat upright in the wheelchair, slid the wheelchair and turned around. At this moment, his irrefutable majesty made Lanzhi a little frightened. That kind of fear was the instinctive fear of the intimidating aura of the superiors that she had been accustomed to for many years.

Lanzhi retreated and when she closed the door, she caught a glimpse of the man skillfully climbing into the bathtub.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes. This man looked like a gentleman, but it turned out he was just a gentleman in appearance.

Jun Qingmo closed his eyes and soaked in the hot water, feeling the suffocating pleasure.

Zhang Yunniang has always been by his side, and he thought it was a habit.

It turns out that it has entered my heart without me knowing it.

With Lanzhi's arrival and Zhang Yunniang's attention not entirely on him, he felt uncomfortable for the first time.

Now, when he mistakenly thought that Zhang Yunniang had a lover, he understood his true feelings.

There was no moment when he felt an urgent desire to stand out.

He needs to stand out.

That way he would have a chance to pursue happiness.

He emerged from the water, gasping for breath, just before his lungs almost burst.

Zhang Yunniang taught him not to give up.

At this moment, he had no inferiority complex in his heart. As long as he became good enough, he would have the opportunity to pursue Zhang Yunniang.

There was a gleam of determination in his eyes, and the rat in the gutter turned over and could still stand in the sun.