Song Shengsheng quickly turned off the computer, put everything in his bag, took his phone and turned around to walk out.
After leaving the library, she called Song Ming back.
On the other end of the phone, Song Ming's voice sounded a bit drunken: "Hello, Shengsheng."
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"Um...your Jiang Yiyu is drunk and asked you to pick him up."
"ah?"
"What are you talking about? Stop talking nonsense. I'll let the driver pick you up now, leaving the school. Look at you, little girl. After the college entrance examination, I asked you to take the driver's license test, but you refused to learn. Now, in such a big city like Beijing, you don't have a car, and it's inconvenient to go anywhere."
Whenever Song Ming drinks too much, he talks a lot and especially likes to lecture her.
As Song Shengsheng walked towards the school gate, she simply said a few perfunctory words to Song Ming. Finally, she couldn't stand his nagging anymore, so she pretended that her phone was out of battery and hung up the phone.
She waited at the school gate for almost ten minutes before the driver arrived.
After being stuck in traffic for a while, the driver stopped the car in front of the club that Song Ming and his friends often went to. As soon as Song Shengsheng got out of the car, the manager of the club hurried forward to greet her.
Song Shengsheng followed the manager and pushed the door into Song Ming and his friends' private room.
As soon as she entered, Song Shengsheng was greeted by the smell of cigarettes and alcohol, which made her frown. She raised her hand and fanned her nose.
Seeing her, Song Ming stood up shakily and pointed at Jiang Yiyu, who was sitting in the corner with his head drooped. "Take him away! This guy's alcohol tolerance is getting worse and worse. He passed out after just a few drinks. He's really useless!"
Song Shengsheng stepped forward and nudged Jiang Yiyu: "Brother Yiyu!" Jiang Yiyu heard her voice and slowly raised his head: "My dear, you are finally here."
Song Shengsheng sighed: "You sit here and wait for me for a while."
Jiang Yiyu nodded.
Song Shengsheng stood up, walked to Song Ming, and snatched the bottle of wine from his hand: "You're almost done, don't drink anymore."
"Just take care of your husband and leave me alone."
"Brother! If you don't listen to me, I will call Dad right now!" Song Shengsheng pretended to pick up the phone and prepared to dial.
Song Ming quickly grabbed her arm and said to his friends, "Hey, look at this little girl. She has to control me all the time."
"Brother, go home!"
"Chengchengcheng, go home and don't call Dad. I'm old and can't stand your nagging."
Song Ming stumbled to his feet and glanced at Jiang Yiyu who was still sitting in the corner: "Brother will help you lift that kid up and take him home for you."
Song Shengsheng sighed irritably: "Forget it, just take care of yourself."
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