Sheng Huai was staring at her with his head down.

Eyes glowing green.

He didn't look away when he saw her wake up.

Su Yun turned her face away and tried to sit up and get out of bed, but her shoulders were pinned down hard again and she couldn't move.

"Boss Sheng, I didn't provoke you today?!"

He frowned and didn't speak for a long time, but his eyes were still staring at her face, wondering what he wanted to see from this delicate face.

Su Yun pushed him away and got off the bed.

He didn't try to stop her. He loosened his tie with his hand and leaned against the windowsill to smoke.

The morning light in late autumn shone on his angular face, making him look like a broad-shouldered, long-legged handsome boy from a comic book.

Su Yun glanced at him out of the corner of her eye.

"You're not going to the company yet?"

She knew in her heart that the man was sulking because she left him in the hospital yesterday, but she pretended not to know until he said anything.

If he mentioned it, she would pretend to be surprised and say something casually.

This is the method taught by Grandma Sheng.

"When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?"

His tone was impatient.

Su Yun decided to remain silent.

After a quick wash, she changed into a pink home outfit, braided her long hair into a loose pigtail, and went downstairs for breakfast.

The servants kept asking him to come down, but Sheng Huai still didn't come down.

Su Yun didn't care.

After happily finishing her breakfast, she changed into her dance costume and went into the practice room which had been renovated not long ago to dance some ballet.

Under the luxurious crystal chandelier, the tight dance costume outlines her figure to near perfection. Su Yun looks in the mirror as light as a feather.

When we came out after dancing practice, the servant said that Mr. Sheng had already left.

When he left, he looked very bad and even broke a teacup.

Su Yun looked indifferent.

Whether the boss is in a good mood or not is none of her employees’ business.

After playing the piano for a while, I went to lie down on the lawn of the villa and read a book before falling into a deep sleep with the autumn sunshine as my pillow.

She was awakened by the servant's trembling voice.

"Madam, the husband is back."

Su Yun opened her eyes lazily.

"I'll be back soon."

"...Mr. seems drunk."

She then stood up from the grass.

Although Sheng Huai can drink a lot, he has a lot of social events and always gets drunk a few times.

No matter how drunk he was outside, he would always remain sober with a calm face, but when he got home he would collapse on the bed and be unable to move.

Su Yun is already very familiar with how to take care of Mr. Sheng when he is drunk.

She ordered the maid to prepare warm water and hot towels, and she quickly went upstairs.

In the bedroom, Sheng Huai frowned, and the hem of his camel-colored coat was wrinkled and squeezed together.

His dark hair covered his eyebrows, his eyes were tightly closed, and he reeked of alcohol.

The servant respectfully brought hot water and towels, and went to make sobering tea.

Su Yun used all her strength to turn him over.

She helped him take off his coat and unbuttoned his shirt collar, and carefully scrubbed his temples, forehead, straight nose, and even his chest, which was hot from drinking.

Smelling the familiar scent of perfume, Sheng Huai reached out and fumbled around, his voice hoarse: "Mrs. Sheng"

She held out one hand and let him take it.

Su Yun looked at the man on the bed quietly.

His harsh lips were gently pursed, and his aura after drinking was a little warmer than his usual cold appearance, and he was mumbling something in his mouth.

Sheng Huai would never get drunk easily, but when he was drunk he would leave coldly without saying a word outside, and when he got home he would start to lose his temper at her, and sometimes he would even make her unable to get out of bed.

Only Su Yun knew the shameless, naive and childish side of this abstinent and cold CEO.

"Mrs. Sheng..." He slightly opened his drunken eyes and held Su Yun's hand tighter. She frowned and moved away from him, ignoring him and continued to wipe the smell of alcohol off her body with a hot towel.

“Click.”

Su Yun's face darkened.

She tried to get up, but he held her wrist tightly.

"what?"

"think……"

He looked like a pitiful child in front of a candy cabinet.

But Su Yun did not soften her heart.

She pulled her hand out with all her strength, crossed her arms, and directed the servants to go upstairs to give Sheng Huai some sobering soup.

Sheng Huai, who was drunk and unable to get up just now, suddenly glared and started to lose his temper.

Su Yun was too lazy to argue with him.

He got up and went to the dressing room to button his clothes again, then combed his messy hair. He picked up a novel and sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, flipping through it casually.

However, the servants came knocking on the door again soon, and Sheng Huai refused to drink the sobering soup they handed over.

"Ma'am, why don't you feed him?"

After thinking for a while, she put down the magazine in her hand, took the bowl and walked to the bed.

The tone is gentle.

"Sheng Huai, get up and drink some hangover soup, you will feel better."

He scoffed and tilted his head to the side.

Su Yun didn't tolerate it and threw the bowl back into the servant's tray.

"Go down, sir, you have no appetite."

"But ma'am, this..."

"Go down!"

The servant took the order and went downstairs carrying the tray.

A fire was burning wildly in Sheng Huai's heart.

He thought Su Yun would coax him with soft words like before and climb up to please him.

Unfortunately, until the moon climbed up to the windowsill, Su Yun just sat steadily in front of the French window reading a novel, and even laughed out loud when she was excited.

Sheng Huai just lay on the bed and didn't get up.

Later in the evening, the servant knocked on the door cautiously.

"Sir, Madam, it's time to eat."

Su Yun closed the novel, her tone still gentle.

"Sheng Huai, you should be sober now, right?"

"Would you like to come downstairs and eat together? Or should I ask the servants to bring it up to you?"

There was silence.

Su Yun walked quickly to the bedside and found that he was standing with his eyes open and a look of indignation on his face.

She began to coax him in a gentle voice: "Are you sober? Can you come downstairs and have dinner together?"

Sheng Huai turned over and didn't look at her.

The tone was very disdainful: "The husband is drunk and the wife doesn't care. What good is there to eat!"

"If you want to eat, go eat it yourself!"

Su Yun stood by the bed and looked at him for a while.

I wanted to help him change his shirt, but my outstretched hand was opened again.

"Don't touch me!"

He suddenly sat up from the bed and said angrily: "Su Yun! You have changed!!"

"If it were before, you..."

Halfway through his words, the phone rang.

It was a call from a shareholder.

Mr. Sheng, who had looked unhappy just now, suddenly looked gloomy, and gave the work instructions in a clear and unquestionable cold voice.

Su Yun turned around and wanted to go downstairs to eat, but her slender wrist was tightly pinched from behind.

She was forced to turn around and watched him angrily and annoyedly holding a conference call with an attitude that no strangers were allowed.

Sheng Huai secretly exerted force on his wrist.

"ah!"

Su Yun snorted softly and fell into his arms.

The person on the phone paused for a moment when he heard the noise.

He continued the meeting with a sullen face and a cold tone.

Su Yun closed her eyes resignedly.

She knew in her heart that when Sheng Huai hung up the conference call...

I will never let her go easily!