Having your chin pinched and your head tilted back is a very uncomfortable posture, but in less than two minutes, the person whose chin was pinched fell into a deep sleep.

Fang Zongtang looked at the man who was sleeping with his neck hunched with a look of disgust. With his sleeping quality, he wouldn't even wake up if someone carried him away, right?

If this is called not being able to sleep well, then there is no one in the world who has not been able to sleep well.

She gave him a disdainful look, her shoulders slowly relaxed and leaned to one side.

The person who was originally leaning on her shoulder a little bit, slowly occupied the entire shoulder, and most of him almost fell on her.

"He's really pushing his luck!" She muttered unhappily and whispered to the bodyguard to drive slower.

Originally, she wanted to take the opportunity to close her eyes for a while, and she glanced outside inadvertently, and saw many families with children, carrying huge luggage on their backs, walking in one direction in groups.

Looking at the people with hunched shoulders and exhausted bodies, she whispered to the bodyguard: "Who are those people outside?"

The bodyguard gave a time, and then said, "It was a very stormy day, and washed away many old houses by the river. Those people had no place to live, so they were arranged to live in tents."

She remembered that that day was exactly the time she climbed out of the river.

The charity sale is also for them.

After the bodyguard finished speaking, he explained: "Madam, I just saw that the road ahead was blocked by a truck, so I took a detour to come here."

She hummed softly: "I don't blame you, just drive carefully!"

The bodyguard quickly chose a less crowded route to go back.

When I got home, it was already past seven o'clock.

After parking the car, she was about to wake up Song Yi when she heard the bodyguard say, "Madam, can you please not wake up the gentleman?"

She asked in confusion: "Why? Don't you want him to get off the bus?"

The bodyguard hesitated and said, "Sir, you have been suffering from insomnia for a long time. It is really not easy for you to get a good night's sleep!"

She glanced down and saw that he was sleeping soundly, except that he was drooling. You call this insomnia?

"Madam, my husband has been at home during the day and working all night these days." The bodyguard was afraid that she would not believe him, so he whispered again.

She glanced at the bodyguard with displeasure. He was a man like himself, and so were his subordinates.

"Go and open the door."

The bodyguard quickly opened the door.

She opened the car door with one hand and grabbed Song Yi with the other. As the bodyguards looked at her with their eyes wide open, she steadily carried him onto her shoulders.

"Okay, go and rest."

She carried the person as if she was carrying air, and walked into the room in a few steps.

The bodyguards were left standing there dumbfounded for a long time.

Like carrying a sack, they carried the person back into the house, head down, and ran straight to the second floor.

His room, which room was it?

She realized belatedly that she didn't even know which house Song Yi lived in.

This is the downside of having a big house.

As I walked along, I opened every door I saw. Except for the cloakroom and the bathroom, no other door was open.

Who are you guarding against?

She carried the person downstairs in a bad mood. She originally wanted to throw him on the sofa, but just as she walked over, she heard suppressed sobs coming from his shoulder.

Why are you crying?

She beat someone this morning, there's no reason for her to cry now, right?

Song Yi’s reaction time isn’t that slow, right?

The suppressed crying continued. She glanced at the sofa and then at the door in annoyance. She turned on her toes and walked towards her room.

"I really owe you in my last life!"

When she was a child, no matter how she tortured him, he never cried. When he grew up, he was more like an insulator of tears.