Jiang Xiaoxiao was a little confused when she saw Shen Mingzhu coming back alone.
"So soon?" Logically speaking, Shen Zejing's appearance should require a long talk.
Shen Mingzhu shook her wrist and said, "There's nothing much to say. If he wants to go crazy, he can find someone else. I'm too lazy to accompany him."
Yes, in the eyes of Shen Mingzhu, Shen Zejing's suspected regretful attitude did not arouse her emotions at all.
Not to mention that Shen Zejing is only a little enlightened at this time, and after a while he will turn back into Shen Yuan's bootlicker.
Shen Mingzhu never held out hope that the Shen family would be able to compensate the original owner after seeing Shen Yuan's true face.
All he had to do was to be a troublemaker and mess up all of Shen Yuan's plans.
I don’t know what kind of magic Shen Yuan has that can always make the Shen family open their hearts to her and then willingly become her crazy fans.
She is the true dog training master!
Compared to Shen Mingzhu's nonchalant attitude, Shen Zejing, who was slapped, seemed to be still immersed in his own world.
At this moment, he felt as if he was torn apart by two unknown forces. Apart from the severe pain in his head, he almost lost all senses in his body.
So when the driver found Shen Zejing, he was standing in a hidden corner in a daze, not saying a word.
"Young Master?" The driver called out a few times tentatively, and Shen Zejing slowly came back to his senses.
As soon as I turned around, I saw the bright red palm print on his face.
Shen Mingzhu used a lot of force when she did that.
But what was more noticeable than the palm print was Shen Zejing’s empty and lifeless eyes.
The driver was frightened by Shen Zejing's state, he had no idea what was going on.
If the police hadn't told him that they last saw Shen Zejing walking in this direction, the driver wouldn't even know where to find him.
The driver, who couldn't make up his mind, could only choose to call other young masters of the Shen family.
The person he chose at first was Shen Zeqing. After all, he had worked in the Shen family for so many years, so he knew a little about the characters of the masters.
It was just that when the call was automatically hung up for the third time, the driver glanced at Shen Zejing, who seemed to have come to his senses and followed him into the car, but in fact he didn't react much at all.
I can only call Shen Zeshuo.
Fortunately, Shen Zeshuo answered the phone quickly, "What's the matter?"
The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and seemed to be hesitant to speak.
"Third Master, are you free now? I'll send you an address and you can come over if you happen to be here, okay?"
"What do you want me to do?" Shen Zeshuo's tone was very relaxed, but he realized something was wrong the next second.
"Didn't you send Big Brother out to do some work? Why are you looking for me now? Is Big Brother in trouble?"
"You can understand it this way. I always need you to come over and see how to deal with it. I can't make up my mind."
Shen Zeshuo, realizing the seriousness of the problem, took action immediately.
By the time he arrived, Shen Zejing had almost digested the strong negative emotions just now.
"What's going on? Why are you still here?"
The driver heard Shen Zejing's voice when he was checking the time for who knows how many times, and he finally felt relieved.
"Master, you are a little tired because you have been working too hard recently, right?"
"Yeah." Shen Zejing also knew that his condition just now was not right, but he couldn't explain it, so he could only respond according to the driver's words.
"I asked the Third Young Master to come over, so please wait a little longer. I'll go get you some water."
When the driver left, Shen Zejing rubbed his brows and sighed.
Is it really because he is too tired during this period?
I have been feeling out of control of my thoughts lately, especially in the past few days.
Sometimes, after reading half a page of a document, I suddenly realize that I haven’t read a single word.
On the dark and silent roadside, Shen Zejing sat alone in the back seat of the car. At this moment, he seemed to be frozen in time.
Chen Zejing actually tasted a bit of loneliness that came from being cut off from the hustle and bustle of the outside world, as well as a sense of oppression that made him feel a little breathless.
Such an environment is actually more suitable for deep thinking about some things without worrying about being disturbed.
This time, it was Shen Zejing who took the initiative to think deeply, instead of being overwhelmed by the strange feeling and unable to respond to external stimuli.
But this loneliness did not last long before it was broken by the threatening Shen Zeshuo.
As soon as he parked the car, he looked around and even kept shouting Shen Zejing's name.
Shen Zejing's face darkened when his thoughts were interrupted, and he promptly blocked Shen Zeshuo's mouth from shouting with the ringing of the phone.
"Brother? Where are you? I'm at the police station."
Shen Zejing was silent for a moment, reported his location and hung up the phone.
The moment Shen Zeshuo opened the car door and saw Shen Zejing, there was unstoppable shock in his eyes.
"Brother? What's wrong with you? Why do you look so broken?"
"If you can't describe it, shut up. Give your car to the driver and ask him to go back. Then, you drive this car."
Shen Zeshuo didn't dare to say more. After handing over to the driver who had just returned, he drove Shen Zejing to a place with less traffic.
The window was half open, and the whistling wind actually made Shen Zejing a lot more sober.
Shen Zeshuo would occasionally observe Shen Zejing's expression through the rearview mirror, but it was dark in the car and he couldn't see clearly.
When he stopped the car, Shen Zejing looked at the darkness in front of him with some confusion.
"Why did you bring me here?"
Shen Zeshuo opened the car door and made a "please" gesture, "Brother, aren't you feeling uncomfortable? I'll find a place for you to relieve the pressure."
I don’t know how Shen Zeshuo found out that there was a bar in the secluded mountains.
However, this place only looks insignificant from the outside. In fact, once you go inside, its grade is definitely no lower than the highest-end club in the city.
"Don't worry, big brother. There are no messy people or things here. I think you really need such an occasion."
Shen Zejing glanced at Shen Zeshuo and said, “Don’t come to this kind of place, forget it this time.”
Shen Zeshuo nodded and followed Shen Zejing in, “Anyway, you have no right to control where I go.”
However, he only dared to mutter this sentence quietly in his heart.
If it weren't for today's special circumstances, Shen Zejing would never have set foot in such a place.
After all, his elder brother, who is self-disciplined and a tyrant, never drinks alcohol except in the business world.
However, Shen Zeshuo soon began to regret bringing Shen Zejing to such a place.
He completely underestimated Shen Zejing's condition.
Shen Zejing went crazy, and Shen Zeshuo couldn't stop him alone. Seeing more and more empty bottles, Shen Zejing didn't stop.
Especially when the light hit Shen Zejing's face, Shen Zeshuo discovered that his wise and brave elder brother had a strange palm print on his face.
But before he opened his mouth to ask, he was frightened by Shen Zejing's eyes and dared not speak.
Fearing that this situation would not end, Shen Zeshuo finally called Shen Zeqing after a series of 18 fatal calls.
When the call was connected, his voice was trembling, "Second brother, come quickly, someone is going to die!"
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