Getting married by grandma?Lord, he fell in a second

Shang Yuqian's face was cold, he pushed the two people on his shoulders away and got up to leave.

Song Xing also helped Qiao Jia out and wanted to take a taxi back.

But I didn't see a taxi for half a day.

There are people coming and going at the entrance of the hotel.

Song Xing was also afraid of attracting attention.

He could only support Qiao Jiayun while walking while paying attention to the cars around him.

After a while, a familiar black car stopped beside her.

The car window lowered slowly, and Song Xing also saw Shang Yuqian's cold profile.

"boarding."

Shang Yuqian's voice was as cold as his aura.

Song Xing didn't think too much, opened the back seat of the car, first stuffed Qiao Jiayun in, and then sat in himself.

The driver is Lao Zheng.

He glanced at Shang Yuqian, the co-pilot, and then asked cautiously, "Master, where are you going?"

Shang Yuqian did not speak.

Song Xing also reported the name of an address.

Along the way, the car was surprisingly quiet.

Song Xing also sat in the back seat, and Qiao Jiayun slept on Song Xingye's shoulder.

Lao Zheng looked at the two people in the back seat from the rearview mirror for a while, and glanced at his young master from the corner of his eye.

I just feel that the young master is in a very bad mood today.

The young lady doesn't know what relationship she has with this handsome drunk guy.

The car quickly entered a high-end residential area.

When the car stopped, Song Xing pulled Qiao Jiayun out with great effort.

Shang Yuqian also got out of the car.

Shang Yuqian wanted to step forward to help.

Song Xing also said sullenly: "No need, I can do it by myself."

As he spoke, he put Qiao Jiayun's arm on his shoulder, and his own arm wrapped around his waist.

Qiao Jiayun was completely leaning on her body, and the posture of the two of them was very ambiguous.

Shang Yuqian's eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous aura gradually emerged inside.

Old Zheng also smelled a dangerous smell.

The young master and the young mistress seem to be having a conflict.

Lao Zheng hurried over and pulled Qiao Jiayun onto his shoulders.

Old Zheng said: "Young Mistress, let me do it. You are so thin, how can you carry such a tall man?"

This time, Song Xing did not refuse.

The three entered the elevator together.

This is a high-rise apartment building.

After entering the elevator, Song Xing also clicked on the 16th floor.

Shang Yuqian suddenly said coldly: "We've only known each other for a few days, and you even know his home address?"

Song Xing also did not speak.

Seems to be angry too.

The temperature inside the elevator gradually increased.

Beads of sweat appeared on Lao Zheng's forehead.

Fortunately, the elevator opened soon.

Song Xing was also the first to go out.

The door of Qiao Jiayun's room was locked with a code, and Song Xing pressed the code deftly, and the door opened quickly.

Seeing this scene, Shang Yuqian's face became even colder.

The beads of sweat on Lao Zheng's forehead became finer.

Lao Zheng quickly brought him in and put him on the sofa.

Shang Yuqian did not go in, but stood at the door.

After Song Xing also went in, he went to the kitchen, poured out a glass of water, and gave Qiao Jiayun a few sips of water.

Lao Zheng looked at Song Xing's busy figure, and then at the young master standing at the door with a cold face, he didn't know whether to leave or stay.

After Qiao Jiayun finished drinking the water and lay down, Lao Zheng reminded Song Xingye: "Young Mistress, it's time for us to go back."

Song Xing also said: "Go back, I will stay to take care of him tonight."

After Lao Zheng finished listening, he looked at Shang Yuqian with trepidation.

The young mistress even said that she would stay and take care of other men.

Sure enough, Shang Yuqian's long legs had already stepped in.

His voice was as cold as ice: "Song Xingye, do you know what you are talking about?"

"I said I'm going to stay and take care of him tonight!"

Song Xing also repeated word for word, raising his small head to meet Shang Yuqian's eyes rarely.

If it was before, she would not have dared to speak to Shang Yuqian in this tone.

But today, she was also a little angry.

"Do you think it's appropriate for you, a married woman, to share a room with a famous drunk at night?"

Song Xing also retorted unceremoniously: "There is nothing inappropriate, besides, if you hadn't deliberately made things difficult for us at night and forced us to drink, he wouldn't be so drunk."

Shang Yuqian was silent for a few seconds, then snorted coldly: "We? You and him have only known each other for a few days, and you have become "we"?"

Song Xing also felt a little baffled. At this time, Shang Yuqian was actually talking about words.

The reason why she wants to stay is very simple, Qiao Jiayun is so drunk and he lives alone, she is afraid that something will happen to Qiao Jiayun.

She had read the news before that someone was drunk and vomited in the middle of the night and suffocated.

Song Xing also felt that Shang Yuqian seemed very angry, but she still boldly stroked the tiger's beard: "Anyway, we have known each other longer than you."

The room seemed suddenly quiet.

Quietly you can hear the ticking of the wall clock on the wall.

Old Zheng stood beside him so frightened that his heart almost jumped out.

In his impression, the young mistress has always been a good girl, but he didn't expect to have such a side.

Young master, he seems to be about to die of anger.

However, the young master has always acted as if Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his face.

If he hadn't been with him for so long, he wouldn't have been able to tell that the young master now has the intention to kill someone.

But the young mistress is really outrageous.

For a man, he actually hurt the young master's heart so much.

Shang Yuqian was silent for a long time, and finally spit out two words: "Okay."

After speaking, he turned and left.

Old Zheng originally wanted to persuade him.

But seeing that Shang Yuqian had disappeared, he couldn't care about anything else, so he quickly caught up.

In the car, Shang Yuqian lit a cigarette and held it between his fingertips.

But it didn't smoke.

Lao Zheng felt extremely uncomfortable seeing this scene.

The young master has quit smoking for almost... ten years.

Ten years ago, after his husband and his wife had an accident, the young master was depressed for a while.

At that time, the young master who was still in high school smoked, drank and fought every day. He changed from a perfect good student to a hooligan.

Everyone in the old house felt very distressed.

But the young master had a deep relationship with his husband and his wife, and his parents died all of a sudden, he couldn't get out of that kind of grief at all.

It was also at that time that the old lady began to look for someone to accompany him.

Finally, I found the young lady.

When the young mistress came, the young master didn't want to see her.

But indeed, not long after the young mistress came, the young master's spirit returned to normal, and he gradually got rid of those bad habits.

But the young master and the young mistress only got along for a year, and the young master went abroad to study.

Shang Yuqian finally threw the cigarette out the window.

He closed the car window a little irritably: "Uncle Zheng, go back to the company."

Old Zheng asked cautiously: "Master, do you really ignore Young Mistress?"

These words just hit the muzzle of the gun, Shang Yuqian changed his usual deepness, and said depressed and angry: "You saw it too, can I control her?"