When Gu Shiyi chased out, he heard the crisp sound from a distance.

His head suddenly buzzed, as if two hands pressed all the keys in the bass range of the piano at the same time.

Brother Jing... slapped Yan Zixiu? Gu Shiyi held his breath and swallowed his saliva.

Damn it, which bastard put that glass of Dalmore in front of Brother Jing?

Here, Yan Zixiu kept his head down after being slapped on the palm by Jing Shaoci, and said nothing.

Jing Shaoci's thin lips moved twice, but before he could say anything, Yan Zixiu slowly raised his eyes.

At this moment, Jing Shaoci felt like a basin of ice water was poured on his head in the coldest days of winter.

Because Yan Zixiu was crying.

The red color at the end of his eyes was watery and wet. His eyes, which used to be cold, were now full of fragility and panic.

He had never seen him like this before. It was as if he was trapped in a broken state, unable to step out of the shackles of the haze.

Jing Shaoci's formerly stern eyebrows suddenly showed a bit of helplessness. He immediately held Yan Zixiu's hand that he had slapped red, but his throat was tight and he couldn't say a word.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Zixiu finally recovered from his emotions.

He just wanted to tell Jing Shaoci that he didn't lose control because of the slap, but he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, the other party grabbed his hand and took him into his arms.

Yan Zixiu slightly widened his eyes and was about to stand up, but Jing Shaoci's big hand with distinct joints pressed the back of his head.

After a few seconds, the other party's low and slightly lost voice rang in his ears: "I thought I was not important at all in your heart."

Not far away, Gu Shiyi was staring at everything that happened in front of him, with the same expression as when he saw Xiaohong that day.

At this time, Yan Zixiu raised his hand and patted Jing Shaoci on the back, and said soothingly: "I'll take you to eat Polygonum flower candy, okay."

After the two got in the car together, Gu Shiyi, who was stiff, staggered back half a step.

I'm drunk! I must be drunk!!!

But no matter how he roared in his heart, the car still drove away from the roadside quickly.

On his last birthday, Jing Shaoci flew all the way to City G to celebrate for him, but he didn't remember it until so late this time, which was really wrong.

Out of a compensatory mentality, Yan Zixiu deliberately ignored the hand that had been holding his.

The heater was on in the car, and the hot air made him drunk again.

Jing Shaoci never drinks outside, which is a rule known to everyone in the business circle.

Outsiders think that because of his status, he disdains to toast with others, but only people like Gu Shiyi, who are close to him, know that Jing Shaoci is completely because of his extremely poor alcohol tolerance.

"President, are we going back now?"

The driver asked for instructions, but Jing Shaoci had a cold face and did not say a word.

Yan Zixiu turned his head and glanced at the person beside him, then said to the driver, "Please find a Chinese pastry shop."

"Okay."

It was already late, and the driver drove for a long time before finding one that was not closed.

Yan Zixiu pulled Jing Shaoci out of the car, and after entering the store, he asked, "Hello, do you have..."

Before he could finish his words, the clerk suddenly widened his eyes and said, "Are you Yan Zixiu?!"

Yan Zixiu didn't expect to be recognized, so he nodded politely.

The other party was about to speak excitedly, but Jing Shaoci pulled Yan Zixiu behind him and said seriously, "Xiu Xiu is crying, he wants to eat Polygonum flower candy."