private marriage

"Sorry, he drank too much."

President Zhao covered his face with one hand and his stomach with the other, "You still want a loan? There's no way!"

Mr. Xu continued to fire at the side, "Why did you hit someone? Isn't that unreasonable?"

Jiang Xiuzhi pushed the assistant away, so scared that he hugged his waist again, "Young Master Jiang is like this, he doesn't know what he does when he's drunk."

Jiang Xiuzhi bent down and patted President Zhao's head with his bloody palm.

"I'm sorry, I didn't want to do anything. I got a little out of control after drinking too much."

President Zhao's complexion was the same as that of pickled vegetables. His face was so painful that he could touch it with blood.

Mr. Xu hurriedly pulled him up, "It's okay, it's all disfigured, I'll take you to the hospital right away."

Chu Xu fell asleep when she got home, and sent Song Wen a message before going to bed.

"did you find it?"

"No, don't worry too much."

How could she not be worried?I dare not mention it in front of Jiang Xiuzhi, but Chu Xu is not thinking about it all the time.

The assistant carried Jiang Xiuzhi upstairs, every step was as difficult as walking on stilts, and on the third floor, half of his life was lost.

After finally opening the door and entering, Jiang Xiuzhi was about to vomit, and the assistant hurriedly took him to the bathroom.

Chu Xu had actually heard the sound, but didn't get up until there was a knock on the door outside.

She put on a coat and walked to the door. The assistant's forehead was covered with sweat, "Young Master Jiang is drunk."

"Oh."

"Maybe a little tossing at night."

Chu Xu heard Jiang Xiuzhi vomit in the bathroom, "Yes."

The assistant gave her the bag in his hand, with the name of a certain pharmacy printed on it, "I suffered a slight injury and refused to go to the hospital, please excuse me."

"it is good."

This woman was so cold, the assistant felt more and more worthless for Jiang Xiuzhi.

"He beat someone, and this time he completely offended President Zhao and the others."

It's not surprising, those people's mouths are so stinky, it's only a matter of time before they get beaten up.

But Jiang Xiuzhi's endurance is not bad now.

"Are you disabled?" Chu Xu asked.

"Would you like to see someone maimed?"

"I'm just a spectator. It's not a big deal to watch the excitement."

The assistant felt very uncomfortable when he heard the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom.

"If you are worried, you can stay and take care of him."

Jiang Xiuzhi almost vomited, washed his face with cold water, leaned against the door and looked at the two of them.

"A lot of people, what are you doing? A meeting."

The assistant went over to help him, but Jiang Xiuzhi refused to let him touch him, "Let's go, a big man, don't try to take advantage of me, Chu Xu, come here."

Chu Xu glanced, he probably didn't notice the blood on his hands, so he washed his face with cold water, and there was blood on his face.

He smelled of cigarettes and alcohol, and when he saw that Chu Xu couldn't come, he swayed over. Jiang Xiuzhi wanted to enter the house, but Chu Xu frowned.

"You stink too much, the room will be full of smell after a while."

Jiang Xiuzhi leaned against the door frame, "Yes."

He looked at the assistant, "Go back."

"Are you okay?"

"Good job, don't look down on me."

The house is so small, there is no place for him to live even if he stays, so the assistant had to leave.

"It's so cold at home." Jiang Xiuzhi pressed his face against the wall and talked to Chu Xu.

"Without heating, of course it's cold."

Song City belongs to the south. In winter, the damp and cold is really fatal. No matter how much you wear, the coldness seeps through your clothes and makes your knees hurt.

"The community I want to build must have floor heating in the future, so you can live in it comfortably. Then I will leave you the best set, okay?"

Chu Xu saw his hands and the blood stains on his white cuffs.

"You can dream so happily, you beat someone, where did your money come from?"

Jiang Xiuzhi didn't say anything, and started to take off his clothes. Just as he took off his shirt, his stomach began to churn again.

He turned and went into the bathroom, Chu Xu ignored him, it was still warm in the bedroom.

After Jiang Xiuzhi took a shower, he didn't bring a change of clothes, so he had to go into the house naked.

He was so cold that he was shivering all over, and the warm air from the air conditioner couldn't get rid of the cold on his body, so he lifted the quilt and got in.

Chu Xu shrank to the side, "Don't touch me, it's cold."

Jiang Xiuzhi didn't hug her, didn't even touch her.

He smelled so strong of alcohol that even taking a bath was useless.Chu Xu turned on the electric blanket and almost bumped into him when she turned around.

Jiang Xiuzhi stepped back consciously, "I'm cold."

"How much wine did you drink?"

"Fortunately."

In fact, Jiang Xiuzhi felt very uncomfortable in his stomach, and he always felt that he hadn't vomited cleanly, as if his whole body was burning.

His hands hurt for some reason, and he was muttering something in his mouth.

She put the medicine given to her by the assistant on the bedside table.

"Grandpa." Jiang Xiuzhi called out, Chu Xu glanced at him, the man closed his eyes, as if he was talking in his sleep.

"Go to sleep."

"Grandpa." Jiang Xiuzhi called again.

Chu Xu was shocked, they are now living in Jiang Xiuzhi's grandfather's house, if she sees her being so indifferent to his grandson...

Chu Xu felt a chill running down his back.

She sat up and took Jiang Xiuzhi's hand out of the bed to look at it. She didn't know how it was hurt. Two small holes were pierced in the palm and blood was still oozing out.

Chu Xu cleaned his wound indiscriminately, then tied it up with a bandage, stuffed his hand back, and went to sleep.

Jiang Xiuzhi got up and vomited twice in the middle of the night, but he was already awake. When he got up, he didn't disturb Chu Xu, and closed the door of the room and the bathroom.

She fell into a light sleep, but actually woke up.

Chu Xu took out his mobile phone to check, it was 04:30 in the morning.

The next morning, Jiang Xiuzhi woke up earlier, and when Chu Xu got up, he saw breakfast on the table.

She went to the balcony and saw the man standing there washing his clothes.

He looked like he was having a headache, and turned his head when he heard footsteps.

"woke up."

There were blood stains on the white shirt, which was difficult to wash. Jiang Xiuzhi rubbed it over and over again, but there were still some marks.

One item was broken last time, and there are fewer and fewer clothes he can afford.

Chu Xu walked to him, opened the cabinet below, and gave him a small bottle.

"Use this to wash."

Jiang Xiuzhi took over, "Go and have breakfast first."

His hands were still wrapped in bandages, which were wet and foamy.

Jiang Xiuzhi squeezed the liquid in the bottle onto the stained area, rubbed it twice, and it was indeed clean.

The corners of his brows widened, and the haze on his face was swept away, wishing he could pull Chu Xu over and kiss her.

"Isn't it difficult to do it yourself?"

"It's not difficult," Jiang Xiuzhi said with a smile, "it's easier than doing laundry."

"In the past, you didn't need to ask for help at all, did you? It's just that others are rushing to give you money."

Jiang Xiuzhi scrubbed and washed over and over again, "You can see me before, don't you like it?"

Chu Xu frowned, she didn't like him now either.

In the future, I still won't like him.