stay safe my wife

"It seems that Mr. Shen is losing face?" Island Master Chen restrained his smile, "Then what are we talking about?"

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became dignified, and even Wen Xia, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help breaking into a cold sweat.

Shen Siyan didn't know that he didn't want to save face, so it's no wonder he was angry.

"Mr. Chen, although I can't accompany you to the fullest, I have brought someone to accompany you."

After finishing speaking, Shen Siyan glanced coldly at Wen Xia.

Wen Xia was taken aback for a moment, "Me?"

"Aren't you very drinkable?" Shen Siyan sneered, "I still remember the last time you were in the clubhouse, you looked like you never got drunk."

"I..." Wen Xia was speechless.

A thousand cups are not drunk!It was obviously Shen Siyan who deliberately made things difficult that time, and she was in urgent need of a sum of money, otherwise why would she want money like that?

Now, she finally understands Shen Siyan's intention of bringing her to the dinner, co-authoring is to keep her from drinking!

How can there be such a hateful person?

"It turns out that Ms. Wen is still a hero among girls." Island Master Chen poured her a glass of wine with a smile, "If that's the case, let me open my eyes."

Looking at the full glass of white wine, Wen Xia felt her throat was a little stiff.

"What's the matter? Mr. Chen can wait." Shen Siyan smiled on the skin, clearly trying to trick her on purpose!

"Drink and drink!"

Wen Xia glared at him angrily, closed her eyes, and swallowed it up in one gulp, holding back the spicy food.

"Cheer up!" Daoist Chen shouted hello, he became interested, drank a glass without frowning, and then poured wine for Wen Xia.

"It's rare to meet a heroine, today I must have fun!"

Wen Xia had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue drinking, one cup, two cups...until she couldn't remember which cup it was.

As for Shen Siyan, he watched the whole process with cold eyes, and his appearance of watching a play was extremely hateful. Wen Xia was so angry that his stomach twitched, and he couldn't help "greeting" him thousands of times in his heart.

After a meal, the happy Island Master Chen was carried away by two subordinates.

When we got out of the hotel, it was late at night and the breeze was breezy.

Wen Xia was already drunk and staggered when she walked, Shen Siyan helped her into the car.

"I have to praise you." Shen Siyan looked at the woman with flushed cheeks and joked, "You performed well tonight."

Wen Xia looked at the man's face so close at hand, and felt extremely hateful.

"Shen hiccup... Shen Siyan." She reached out her hand drunkenly, and grabbed the man's tie.

Looking at her wanton hands, Shen Siyan frowned.

"You know what, you're just... a pervert!"

"What did you say?" he sulked.

"Isn't it?" She had drunken eyes and smiled foolishly, "You are a pervert, despicable, or... a sadist, the more painful you torment others, the happier you will be!"

One by one, the labels "Shu Shua Shua" were pasted on Shen Siyan's face, his face was livid with anger, and the corners of his lips twitched uncontrollably.

"Forgive you for drinking too much, I don't care about you."

"It's just... I didn't drink too much!" Wen Xia burped, and the strong smell of alcohol made Shen Siyan's brows wrinkle into lumps.

"Let go."

He frowned and tore off the little hand that was holding on to the tie, threw it out, and impatiently started the car.

The black Maybach drove steadily on the dimly lit road, Wen Xia didn't stop all the way.

"Shen Siyan, when will you let me go?"

"Now I'm your mistress, if your girlfriend Lu Siya finds out, you're dead!"

"Blah blah blah..."

"Squeak -" the sound of screeching brakes.

Shen Siyan looked at the drunken woman in the co-pilot with a dark face, she was chattering drunkenly, wishing she could be strangled to death!

I wanted to torture her by taking her out tonight, but now, it's like shooting myself in the foot!
Wen Xia's cheeks were flushed, and she asked blankly, "Why did you stop the car? I got it right. Are you guilty?"

"If you dare to say one more word, I will throw you out. I didn't joke with you." The words squeezed out from between the teeth, the man was obviously suppressing some kind of emotion.

Wen Xia was frightened by Dawson's cold gaze, but she was really scared, and closed her mouth obediently.

However, she felt that her stomach began to churn, and her throat was also a little stiff. An indescribable feeling became stronger and stronger.

I can't bear it anymore.

Seeing her strange expression, Shen Siyan asked angrily, "What's the matter?"

"I, I feel like I'm going to... vomit!"

The strong alcohol and sour smell merged together, and the compartment instantly became a purgatory on earth.

Wen Xia almost vomited out gall, but after vomiting, she felt much happier.

"you……"

The gnashing of teeth floated from the top of her head, and a chill made her skin crawl. She walked towards the man, almost frightened.

The man stared at her, his face was as black as coal, and his suit was already too horrible to look at.

Wen Xia gasped, her mind cleared up instantly, and she hurriedly said, "I'm sorry, I'm... I didn't mean it!"

Looking at her innocent and apologetic face, Shen Siyan wanted to kill her.

"Get out." He roared with an evil fire in his throat.

Wen Xia was driven down in embarrassment, and the Maybach sped away in front of her, stirring up dust and smoke.

She stared at the taillights that were fading away, and stared blankly for a while.

She was left like this?

Looking around, there is no one on the road, let alone taxis.

When the cold wind hit, she tightened her thin clothes and walked alone on the street. She didn't know if drinking too much stimulated her stomach, and now it started to hurt.

Cold sweat oozes from her pale face, she slowly squats down against the wall, moaning in pain.

Behind him, a quaint wooden door opened, and there was a "Huh".

Hearing the movement, Wen Xia looked sideways with difficulty.

The man is tall and tall, wearing a white Tang suit. In the gentle backlight, his face has a warm tone and a clean and elegant temperament. Above his head, there is a plaque.

"Chu's Antique Store."

"Are you okay?" The man smiled faintly, looked at her, his clear voice was exceptionally pleasant, "Your complexion looks very bad."

Wen Xia forced herself to stand up, and said in a daze, "I'm sorry, I'm leaving now."

As soon as he finished speaking, his legs softened.

"Be careful." The man stepped forward to support her with sharp eyes and quick hands, and said with concern, "It's very dangerous for a girl to go outside drunk. If you don't mind, you might as well take a rest in my shop."

"No...no need." Wen Xia said drunkenly, "I'm not familiar with you."

The man smiled, "Let's chat, isn't it done? I can make hangover soup."

Wen Xia looked at the man's face dimly, and felt that his smile was beautiful, kind, and warm.