The wealthy family hides their marriage, and the chaebol boss spoils the petite wife

The bartender sighed and had to serve her another glass.

After drinking it, her stomach felt as if it was on fire, and her mind began to become unconscious.

She remembered that she had seen a martial arts drama where men and women who could not love each other drank together, and the heroine said: No matter how drunk or weeping, we agreed that no one should laugh at anyone else.

Now, she doesn't even have the chance to drink with Jun Yucheng.

Their love is unstoppable.

As time passed, she drank a few more glasses one after another, and soon became very drunk.

Yu's mother called, and she picked it up, trying to keep calm.

"Qianqian, where are you? When will you be back?"

"I'm with my colleagues, I'll be back later." She was afraid that she would let her mother know that she was worried in the bar by herself, so she hung up the phone.

She paid for the drink, and walked out in a daze with her bag in her hand. Just as she walked out of the bar door, she fell to the ground unconscious with a "plop".

There are many passers-by coming and going, and it is no surprise to see a girl passed out in front of the bar.

In places like this where there are many bars, there has always been a custom called: picking up corpses.

The term "picking up corpses" comes from Taiwan. It doesn't really pick up corpses. It means that in the bar area, there are often some girls who are drunk and unconscious, and some lecherous men will choose themselves. The girl you like is taken away, and you have sex with her after you take her back.

Whose fault is this kind of drunken love affair, it is often unclear in the end, so the girls who are victimized generally choose to swallow their anger, which further encourages this unhealthy trend.

Although Yu Qianqian is not very beautiful, she has a kind of intellectual temperament of a good family, which is completely different from the general alcoholic nightclub girls.

Her drunkenness naturally attracted the attention of many lustful men.

A strong-looking man in his 40s came over and stretched out his hand to push Yu Qianqian. Seeing that she was not moving, he was about to pick her up and stuff her into the car to take her away.

"Let her go." A tall and handsome man folded his arms, leaning against the door of the "Xin" bar, and said with a half-smile.

The strong man looked up at him, and said unconvinced: "What do you want? Do you want to fight with me? Picking up corpses is also a first-come-first-served basis, isn't it?"

"I told you to let her go, I'm not going to say it a third time." There was an indescribable coolness hidden in his smile.

"I just won't let you go. Let's see what you can do. Hit me if you have the ability..." Before the word ah was finished, he had already received a heavy punch in the face, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The man looked chic and handsome, and he didn't look like he would hit someone.

The strong man was very unconvinced, and roared angrily: "How dare you hit me, I think you are impatient." Then he stood up and punched the handsome man with his fists raised.

The handsome man just smiled, stretched out his hand and twisted his wrist, each collapsed, it seemed to be the sound of dislocation of the wrist bones, the strong man screamed in pain.

"Forget it." He stepped back a few steps, pointed at the handsome man and said, then turned around and ran into the night to disappear.

The handsome man stepped forward, hugged Qian Qianqian, sighed and said, "Miss Yu, Miss Yu, I said you don't have the capacity to drink, so why don't you come to this kind of place to drink? You do look very ordinary, but you are the kind of person in this world who will be hungry."

He stuffed Pinqian into the car and drove her away from this place of right and wrong.

……

When Yu Qianqian woke up, she found that she was lying on a big bed, with white sheets and white bedding, and she was only wearing underwear and a nightgown.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked around. The room was large and tidy, with a sofa, wardrobe, electrical appliances, and a balcony with large French windows.

But, this is not her home.

Where the hell is this?Why is she lying here without her clothes on?

She had a headache, and after thinking about it for a long time, she remembered that she got drunk at the bar last night, and she couldn't help feeling panic. Could it be that she drank too much last night, so she was taken to the hotel?But it doesn't seem like a hotel here.

She was looking for her clothes when someone pushed open the door and walked in.

A handsome, smiling face came into his eyes.

It was Ming Yixun, wearing home clothes, with a teasing smile on his face: "Are you awake? Do you want a glass of hangover soup?"

At that moment, Yu Qianqian wanted to hack him to death.

She covered her body with the quilt, tried to keep calm, and asked him as calmly as possible: "Why am I here? What is this place? Who brought me here? And my clothes, Who replaced it for me?"

"Miss Yu, you have asked so many questions in a row, which one should I answer first? If you don't mind the order, I have to tell you, it's me." Ming Yixun put the hangover soup on the bedside table , looked at her with a smile.

"It's you? What did you do to me? You changed my clothes?" Yu Qianqian almost jumped out of bed.

"Don't be nervous, you are not pretty, your figure is not too good, your breasts are not big enough, the key is that you are already a wife, I have no interest in women of your type." Ming Yixun was full of playfulness Laughing and teasing her.

With black lines all over Yu Qianqian's head, she glared at him fiercely and said, "Then you still want to help me change my clothes?"

"Miss, you vomited all over last night. If you don't change your clothes, are you going to sleep with a stinky body? In fact, your sister-in-law She changed your clothes for you. It's really not me. I never do it." Changing women's clothes is such a rough job." Ming Yixun really looked at her with disgust.

Mrs. She was the servant who called Ming Yixun that day, and it was obvious that this was his home.

Only then did Yu Qianqian calm down, and she asked, "Why did you bring me to your house? What's your plan?"

"Miss, you are not a peerless beauty. Don't feel that men all over the world have plans for you, okay? You passed out from drinking yesterday, passed out drunk at the door of the bar, and were almost 'picked up' by a strong man. If you didn't I make a move, I'm afraid you will cry today. As for why I brought you to my house, where do you expect me to take you? A hotel? Are you afraid that your husband will misunderstand that we have a room?" Ming Yixun folded his arms, condescending Looking at her, there is plausibility.

Yu Qianqian finally understood what was going on, she felt a little embarrassed, and slowly said to Ming Yixun: "Thank you for saving me again, I owe you another favor."

"Don't say whether you can't be saved, and don't mention any favors. What if one day you use this as a threat to marry me, crying, what should I do?" Ming Yi asked with a serious look.