When Shen Jinmo woke up, he was still in the study.
It was already dark.
He sat up from the bed in the study and picked up his phone to take a look.
It's already 7 p.m.
How could he sleep for so long?
His phone was full of calls from Qi Mingli, more than a dozen missed calls, and WeChat messages from him.
We've gotten Lu Zhiwei drunk. Come pick her up! I've created a perfect opportunity for you; don't miss it.
...
Where is he? He should at least reply! It's driving me crazy!
You good-for-nothing. No wonder you're single.
After an hour of unsuccessful bombing raids by Qi Mingli, the bombing raids failed.
That is, Qi Mingli's last message on WeChat.
Okay, don't bother coming either, the person has been taken away.
Feeling dazed and confused, Shen Jinmo quickly got out of bed after scrolling through the chat history.
The moment I stood up, I felt an unusual discomfort, a sharp pain, from somewhere in my body.
He glanced down at it.
What happened?
Suppressing her discomfort, Shen Jinmo called Qi Mingli back.
The call was answered after a long time. Qi Mingli deliberately didn't want to answer, but then he thought that if he didn't answer, he wouldn't be able to yell at him.
"Who picked her up?" Shen Jinmo asked bluntly.
"Song Anran's brother, Song Hanzheng, picked her up. He can come all the way from Jiangzhou to pick her up, but you can't even do that in Yunzhou. You think you can get a wife? Forget it. But seriously, where have you been? Going to work? You can't buy a wife even with all that money."
Feeling uncomfortable after being scolded by Qi Mingli, Shen Jinmo said in a hoarse voice, "Go to sleep."
Qi Mingli cursed under his breath.
I don't know what adjective to use to describe the speechlessness I feel right now.
"Why don't you lie in a coffin and sleep there for the rest of your life without ever getting up?"
After saying that, he hung up the phone, feeling utterly disappointed.
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Song Hanzheng's trip from Jiangzhou to Yunzhou was actually to take time out of his busy schedule to visit Song Anran.
During this period, Song Anran's emotions were very strange; she often did not answer the phone or reply to messages.
Her parents and he were all very worried about her.
He felt it was necessary to bring Song Anran back to Jiangzhou. Without her family's watchful eyes, he feared he would lose his sister again after they had been lost and found her.
When he went to the Shen family's old house to find Song Anran, he happened to see Jiang Jingyu leading the unconscious and listless Shen Jinmo out. He asked the housekeeper and learned that Song Anran was not at the old house.
He had no choice but to go to Lu Zhiwei.
To everyone's surprise, Lu Zhiwei got completely drunk.
Driving Lu Zhiwei's car, Song Hanzheng acted as a designated driver and took her back to the Lu family villa.
When drunk, Lu Zhiwei is more active than usual; she would normally be quieter.
Under the influence of alcohol, she kept singing in the passenger seat. The songs she sang were all kinds of strange and wonderful, but they were undeniably very pleasant to listen to, even better than the car CD player.
Upon hearing that Lu Zhiwei was drunk, Jiang Zhan immediately rushed back to the Lu family from the Lu Group, took Lu Zhiwei from Song Hanzheng, and carried her upstairs.
Jiang Zhan carried Lu Zhiwei to the bed and took off her shoes.
This was the first time he, as the younger brother, had seen his sister so drunk. Before, when she was pregnant, she was very restrained and almost never drank alcohol.
I covered her with the blanket, turned on the heat, and came downstairs.
Song Hanzheng was seen sitting on the living room sofa and had not left.
"Thank you, Dr. Song, for bringing my sister back." Jiang Zhan walked straight towards him.
Song Hanzheng immediately stood up and picked up his phone: "Is she alright?"
"It's okay, she's asleep."
"Okay, how is your eye recovery going? Do you need another check-up?" Song Hanzheng asked casually.
"He's recovering very well; he truly lives up to the reputation of Dr. Song."
"But I still need to be careful not to work too hard. I'm going to find my sister now, so I'll be leaving now."
"Okay, I'll see you off." Jiang Zhan personally escorted him away from the Lu family villa and told him that Song Anran might be at Qi's Entertainment, so he could go there to find her.
Jiang Zhanyi reminded him that his sister had recently signed with an entertainment agency and was doing quite well in the music industry.
We arrived at the Qishi Entertainment building.
Song Hanzheng saw Song Anran, wearing a coat and a long skirt, coming out of the building without an assistant.
He was just about to go over and call out to his sister.
A blue sports car was parked in front of the building, its door open.
A man in a suit with short, dark brown hair opened the car door, holding a bouquet of bright red roses: "Princess, please get in the car."
Song Anran hates roses the most.
She took the bouquet of roses, threw it on the ground, and stomped on it, crushing the petals into mud.
"President Su, if you keep pursuing me like this, you'll probably never win me over in your entire life."
Su Ziheng smiled and said, "Since you won't tell me your preferences, I'll have to use the process of elimination. It turns out you hate roses, so I can avoid them next time."
Song Anran glanced at him.
She was in a bad mood and wanted to find someone to cheer her up.
She enjoys this life of being pursued.
So she got into Su Ziheng's sports car.
The sports car roared away in front of Song Hanzheng.
Song Hanzheng took out his phone and dialed Song Anran's number.
Song Anran still didn't answer.
He even suspected that his strict control over her had caused her to rebel, leading her to block him.
He came by plane, not by car, so he had to flag down a taxi on the roadside to catch up with him.
Su Ziheng took Song Anran to a bar.
On the brightly lit bar stage, men and women swayed their hips.
He sat in the audience and watched as Song Anran tossed her hair, her waist supported by the man's outstretched hand. The two were pressed close together, their bodies intimately intertwined.
In the eyes of a conservative like Song Hanzheng, Su Ziheng was no different from a blond-haired guy who wanted to kidnap his sister.
Make him dislike you.
He is a doctor who is ready to pick up a scalpel at any time.
I never go to bars.
But today, he ordered a bottle of wine on the table, poured it into a glass, and drank a whole glassful.
He thought his younger sister was well-behaved and cute.
But he wasn't so carefree, rebellious, or even dissolute.
【An Ran, come home with your brother? Okay?】Song Hanzheng sent her a WeChat message. From his tone, you could tell that he was still a gentle and kind older brother who doted on his most beloved younger sister.
He was pleading with her to return to Jiangzhou with him.
I heard a WeChat notification.
Song Anran took out her phone.
Song Hanzheng also saw her pick up her phone and indeed saw the message he sent.
However, she put her phone back in her pocket and started dancing along with the stage, but because she was wearing a mask, almost no one at the scene recognized her.
Her actions deeply hurt Song Hanzheng.
He put down his glass, stood up, pushed through the crowd, and walked toward the stage.
A strong hand gripped her slender, fair wrist.
The overhead lights shone on Song Hanzheng and Song Anran.
She stopped, slightly taken aback: "Brother, what are you doing in Yunzhou?"
"Why don't you answer my calls? Why do you ignore my WeChat messages? Come on, Mom and Dad want me to take you home." He has been indulging her for almost half a year.
I never want to see her continue to be so lawless.
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