Yan Xi took a sip of wine, and Wu Shiyan snatched the glass from his hand, "Don't drink anymore, I can't take care of you alone, and you two are drunk, what should I do?"

"I don't get drunk."

"You're heartbroken too?"

"How could I?"

Yan Xi raised his hand to touch his head, "I've been drinking a lot lately and I'm not feeling well. Didn't you talk about Song Yuchen? Why are you suddenly concerned about me?"

Wu Shiyan reached over and took his pulse. "Come to my hospital for a checkup when you're free someday."

"Nothing."

Wu Shiyan gave him a sullen look and said, "You have a scanner on your head. If you say you're not sick, then you're not sick."

Yan Xi endured the scolding with gritted teeth, Wu Shiyan was such a worried old woman.

After scolding Yan Xi, he started to help Song Yuchen up again, "What's the point of being drunk? It's more capable to snatch the person away."

"I don't know why he's pretending to be a grandson this time."

Wu Shiyan looked down at the man in front of him. He was Song Yuchen! He could actually be so humble now.

The next morning.

Shi Yan just pushed open the office door and found Wu Shiyan sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

"How did you get in?"

Wu Shiyan slowly stood up and said, "You're here. Your secretary downstairs knows me. Don't blame her. It was me who wanted to see you."

Shi Yan pursed her lips without saying anything, then pulled out a chair and sat down.

Wu Shiyan remained silent. He coughed twice and said, "Um, Shi Yan, Song Yuchen has been hanging out in bars lately. He's almost become drunk."

Shi Yan met his gaze and said in a slightly cold voice, "What does it have to do with me?"