Stand-in bride: Mr. Lu's first favorite wife

The atmosphere on the top floor was very cheerful, and a long-lost smile appeared on Wen Xi's face. She was very relaxed at the moment, and the air seemed to be much fresher.

The three raised their glasses and wished for a better future.

Wen Xi's eyes fluttered slightly, hoping that everything will develop in a good direction, that there will be no setbacks or bumps in the road ahead, and that the future will be full of hope and light.

Wen Xi's phone, which was placed on the table, vibrated.

She smiled and looked down. She thought it was a message from work or a spam message, but she didn't expect it to be from an unfamiliar number.

She clicked it and took a look.

Then the smile on his face froze slightly.

"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, my foot injury recurred in the afternoon, and my fourth brother accompanied me to the hospital. I've been busy until now. Did you go to Mo Chuan's music concert alone? I'm really sorry. Fourth sister-in-law, are you going home now? Fourth brother is still with me in the hospital, so I will let fourth brother go back. "

Wen Xi held the phone tightly.

She let out a long breath and suppressed these unpleasant things.

She struggled to control her emotions.

Bai Chen and An Wen were chatting very lively. An Wen noticed that something was wrong with Wen Xi. Wen Xi smiled at her and shook her head, "I may have drunk too much, and I feel dizzy."

"Then drink less."

Wen Xi didn't want to let her unhappiness affect other people.

She stood up and went to the railing to blow some air.

When dreaming back at midnight, she had asked herself countless times, would Lu Qinghan really recover her memory?

Do you really remember yourself?

Will the second surgery really work?

What if he still hasn't recovered his memory after the operation?

She sniffed hard.

Even if she comforted herself ten thousand times in her heart, she still had to face the cold reality of him treating her after amnesia.

……

At around 8:[-] p.m., Wen Xi returned home.

She staggered a little, obviously drinking too much.

When she came to the living room, she didn't even change her shoes, and walked in with a somewhat frivolous pace.

Sister Xu came over, "Young Mistress, Young Mistress, you are back, oh, Young Mistress, you are drinking."

"Sister Xu." Wen Xi saw the person in front of her clearly

The Xu family helped Wen Xi to sit down on the sofa, went to the entrance to get shoes for Wen Xi to put on, "Young Mistress, let me help you go upstairs to rest."

"I won't go up, I'm not drunk."

Wen Xi's usual personality is not like this, she is gentle and tough, kind and pure, it seems that she is completely different from before at this moment, or her second personality has been released.

The repressed one, another self.

Sister Xu had no choice but to support Wen Xi to go upstairs, but Wen Xi refused to leave, sitting half on the ground. Sister Xu was afraid that Wen Xi would catch a cold, "Young Mistress, Young Mistress, let's go upstairs."

Don't look at Wen Xi's weight is very light, only 90 catties, but a drunk person is sitting on the ground, and sister Xu doesn't have the strength to pick him up.

Lu Qinghan heard the voice and went downstairs, stood on the second floor and looked at Wen Xi, "What's wrong?"

Sister Xu raised her head, "Young Master, Young Mistress is drunk."

Lu Qinghan walked downstairs and smelled the smell of alcohol on the woman's body. Seeing the drunken woman half sitting on the ground, the creases between his brows deepened.

Bending down, he picked up the woman.

Wen Xi didn't seem to want to go upstairs and struggled.

"I don't go up, I want to sleep in the living room, I don't go upstairs..."

Wen Xi resisted instinctively.

Lu Qinghan had a sullen face, and hugged her forcefully. No matter how strong a woman struggles, she can't compare to a man.