Chapter 108 The Morning After a Hangover
Yang Cheng couldn't help but feel a little strange. His boss never failed to answer the phone, and it wasn't even that late at this time, only 11 or 12 o'clock. He was never one to go to bed early.
But after hesitating for a moment, I thought that the boss might be deliberately not answering the phone because his newlywed wife was in a bad mood.
It's also possible... that the two of them are busy right now... and it's inconvenient for them to answer the phone...
With that in mind, Yang Cheng stopped making calls and sent all the information he had just found to Fu Yanzun's email address.
I was worried he wouldn't see it, so I sent him another message on WeChat to remind him.
"Boss, the information you requested has been sent to your email address."
When I woke up again, it was already dawn the next day.
Fu Yanzun's biological clock is always very punctual; he always gets up at 6:30 every morning.
If it weren't for his excessive work and social engagements, he would probably lead a very disciplined life as an elderly person, going to bed early and waking up early for good health, and doing morning exercises. He could easily be a companion to retired seniors.
Normally, Fu Yanzun would go out every morning...
Go for a run and exercise.
He wasn't trying to maintain a good physique or build muscle like others.
He simply felt that jogging in the morning was good for his physical and mental health.
The rain pattered against the windowpane.
Outside, lightning flashed and thunder roared. Fu Yanzun struggled to open his eyes, feeling a splitting headache.
He moved his body and felt as if his whole body was stiff. Why was he so tired?
He raised his eyelids and looked around. He was quite familiar with this place; he could tell from the decor that it was the Emperor Hotel.
As for why he came to the hotel last night and how he got there, his mind was blank, and he had no recollection of it at all.
Ever since he learned to drink, he seems to have never blacked out. He doesn't even remember how much he drank last night.
He looked out the window; outside, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a torrential downpour began.
The image of Tang Wan'er spending the first night at his house flashed through his mind involuntarily. It seemed that when he woke up, it was also a day of thunder and lightning.
He snapped out of his daze, took a deep breath, and, for some reason, felt...
For some inexplicable reason, I suddenly remembered that little girl again.
He truly felt that if he continued like this, he wouldn't be far from going insane.
He struggled to sit up, feeling sore all over.
He was still wearing the shirt and trousers he wore last night, and he thought that he might not have slept comfortably because he hadn't taken off his outer clothes last night.
But he didn't know the real reason.
When Qi Xuan helped him back last night, he was also very drunk.
She could barely walk steadily, let alone carry a tall man on her back. She stumbled and fell several times along the way.
Fu Yanzun's soreness was not caused by not taking off his outer clothes, but by being repeatedly thrown to the ground.
If you take off your clothes, you might find some bruises on your body.
He raised his wrist to check the time. It wasn't seven o'clock yet, so he could still have breakfast at the hotel, then go home to change his clothes before going to work.
The room was pitch black. Although it was already daylight outside, the sky was dark and gloomy, as if a huge black pot had been filled in, due to the overcast and rainy weather.
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