Time and you are my fault

Chu Yi was very unhappy when her wine glass was robbed, she stared at Song Ci, "Why did you rob me of my wine!"

"You're drunk, let's go home, or I'll ask Zong Yanqi to pick you up." Song Ci said flatly, but the threat in his words was strong.

Sure enough, Chu Yi immediately stood up straight when she heard Zong Yanchu coming to pick her up, and ran out with her bag.

Song Ci had no choice but to follow, and the man next to him also strode after him.

At the entrance of the bar, Chu Yi quickly got into the taxi, she still retained some sense, "A Ci, this is your boyfriend, right? I'm not a light bulb, so I'm leaving first!"

Song Ci was about to get into the car, but was grabbed by the man behind him.

"Lu Chengyu, let go!" Song Ci's anger surfaced, and he shook off the man's restraint forcefully.

However, at such a moment, the taxi drove away.

"Ah Ci has a misunderstanding, explain it well, I'm leaving!" With the rear window lowered, Chu Yi stared at the entangled man and woman behind him, and waved at them.

Song Ci wanted to catch up, but the man said coldly, "I wrote down the license plate."

Only then did Song Ci stop struggling, but he still didn't have a good face when facing this man.

Chu Yi withdrew her gaze, leaned on the back of the chair, and quietly looked at the two figures that were getting smaller and smaller in the rearview mirror.

If there is a misunderstanding, just let it go.

This is so good.

Can……

But why can't she talk to Zong Yanzu?

The relationship between her and Zong Yanqi is obviously very simple, but why has it become a mess now, and I can't figure it out?
The night wind in late autumn was very cool. It came in through the window and blew on Chu Yi's body, and the alcohol hit her head more violently.

Chu Yi's eyes were instantly wet with tears, and her fair cheeks were covered with tears.

The slender shoulders shrugged oppressively, as if controlling the outpouring of sadness.

The vicissitudes of the driver's eyes glanced at the girl in the back seat lightly, and sighed helplessly.

While Chu Yi was sobbing, she heard the master sigh, and being drunk made her talk more.

She leaned on the back of the co-pilot's seat and leaned forward, her eyes were red, like an abandoned poor thing, "Master, do you know... what is love?"

The driver master has been soliciting customers at the entrance of the bar all year round. He has seen too many little girls who are trapped by love and drunk for love, and his heart has long been numb.

He lightly controlled the steering wheel with both hands, smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the car and laughed out loud, "I don't know what love is, but I know, spit out 500 yuan on the car."

Chu Yi felt even more aggrieved when she heard that, "I have money...I can give you 5000 yuan!"

"Farewell, spit in a plastic bag." The driver conveniently stuffed a black plastic bag into Chuey's hand.

Chu Yi held the bag with one hand, and with the other hand hugged the back of the passenger seat, and burst into tears.

She didn't cry so presumptuously in front of Zong Yanchu.

In front of my girlfriends, I have been forbearing and restrained.

Facing strangers now, somehow, she could no longer control the sadness that almost swallowed her up.

The driver master was frightened by Chu Yi's crying, and hurriedly comforted him, "Don't cry, other people will think I kidnapped you!"

The word "kidnapping" was Chu Yi's heartbreak. When she first heard what the master said, not only did she not control her tears, but it made her cry even more heartbreakingly.

Distraught by the crying, the driver turned on the radio, trying to divert Chu Yi's attention.

Soothing piano music floats in the late-night carriage.

The gentle voice of the radio anchor calmed the impetuous heart like gurgling water.

"This is FM98's voice of the soul. Hello everyone, I am the anchor Aqing."

Chu Yi's crying became weaker by two points, and she was attracted by the content on the radio.

"Okay, let's tune in for the first emotional call of the night."

Someone on the radio began to tell about his relationship history.

From first love to marriage.

From school uniforms to wedding dresses.

It's so beautiful.

Chu Yi wiped away her tears, resting her chin on the back of the co-pilot, and listened very carefully.

The driver master let out a long breath.

Well, the little drunk finally stopped crying.

However, in the next second, he suddenly saw the girl withdraw her hand and start making a phone call.

"We take the next emotional line, hello?"

"Hello……"

With a strong nasal sound, it came from the radio station of the taxi and the rear seat at the same time.

The driver was shocked, and looked over the rearview mirror at the girl behind him in disbelief.

"I would like to ask this... the little beauty who seems to have cried just now, what is the emotional problem?"

Holding the phone in her arms, she paused sobbingly, "Can I...can I complain?"

"Of course." The gentle voice of the male radio anchor came over the radio.

"I want to complain about my husband! Peerless scumbag!" Chu Yi's red eyes instantly burst into two small flames, and she patted the back of the co-pilot's seat hard.

The driver was taken aback by her action, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Uh, yes, you can say." The male anchor was also taken aback.

"He...he..." After saying two other words, Chu Yi burst into tears again, "He promised to marry me, but left me at home, entangled with other women!"

"This is really not good." The male anchor thought about his words, but he didn't expect to receive such an explosive call.

"I'm his wife! Why...why was he also kidnapped! He...he cared more about that woman instead!"

"He always goes to take care of that woman in the middle of the night, and he's so worried about anything serious! Give me a gift that the woman didn't want! He also blamed me for hurting that woman! What else is there... Let me think about it! "

"You slowly..."

"Don't bother me! And he and that woman have a couple's meal! And cut a steak for her!"

Chu Yi snapped her fingers, counting the moments that made her sad and angry, the more she said, the more sad she felt.

"Ah, your husband can add up to ten deadly crimes. Didn't you divorce him?" The anchor nearly slapped the table and jumped up when he heard that there was such a man.

"Divorce... soon, divorce soon!" Chu Yi wiped away her tears and blinked her eyes, "Bye bye, bye bye, the next one will be better!"

With the determination of a strong man breaking his wrist, she waved her hand out the window.

The driver master was so amused that he couldn't laugh or cry.

He, an outsider, could tell that this little girl was reluctant to get a divorce, but she was extremely wronged in this marriage.

Later, Chu Yi was cut off forcibly because the call time was too long.

Chuy stared at the screen dazedly, and tried to call back again, but he didn't get through.

Almost at the same time that Chu Yi dialed the radio hotline, Wang Tezhu drove Zong Yanzu home in a car.

Continuous business trips and overtime work, and now that a meal is over, Zong Yanqi smells of alcohol all over his body, his head feels a little uncomfortable, and he rests on the back of the chair with his eyes closed.

Wang Tezhu turned on the radio, and the sound from inside almost scared him so that he turned the steering wheel and hit the curb.

And the man who was resting in the back row suddenly opened his dark eyes when he heard the familiar voice from the radio.

Wang Tezhu wanted to adjust the frequency, but was stopped by Zong Yanxi.

As the conversations on the radio flowed out one after another, Wang Hong felt that the atmosphere in the car was so depressing that it was about to explode.

He didn't even know that their boss had done so many excessive things!
Zong Yanchu stared at a certain place ahead with his dark eyes, and the only sound in the quiet carriage was the little woman's crying and cursing.

After a long time, the broadcast ended, and Wang Tezhu let out a long sigh.

Suddenly heard a low voice from behind, "Go back to the garden villa."

Wang Tezhu thought that the boss had other things to do, so he changed direction.