She became addicted after marriage, and Mrs. Jiang was so spoiled that the corners of her eyes turne

Cheng Shaohui usually treats his daughter not only obediently but also pampering her in various ways.

But regarding the matter of marriage, Cheng Nianan worked hard and struggled with her father for two days without letting him let go.

Instead, in the end, even her mother got involved and followed her father one-on-one to 'counter-persuad' her.

Cheng Nian'an, who was one against two, was quickly defeated, and anxiously and depressedly called Nan Shiyu.

At this time, Nan Shiyu had just woken up from her nap. When she answered the phone, she heard her best friend complaining resentfully.

"Dear Zhizhi, this time I really died before I left the battlefield. I haven't even met my future 'boyfriend' in person, and I'm about to be forced into a marriage!"

Nan Shiyu's sleepyheads dispersed in a hurry.

She sat up abruptly from the bed.

His eyebrows were surprised: "Marriage? So soon?"

"Miss, have you provoked your father recently? Why are you suddenly getting married?"

Cheng Nian'an was indignant, "Who knows, I guess it's because I'm in menopause, and my thinking is erratic."

Nan Shiyu: "..."

Cheng Nian'an sighed, "Come out with me and sit down?"

***

A club owned by the Nan family.

in the box.

Cheng Nianan lay on the table depressedly, feeling weak.

Youyou complained bitterly about the battle of wits and courage with her parents over the past two days.

Nan Shiyu sat next to him.

He tilted his head and looked at her sympathetically.

After she finished speaking, she asked:

"So, now that your naughty little brother has not been found, what are your plans for the marriage?"

Cheng Nian'an scratched his hair, his eyebrows drooping.

"I don't have any plans, just put it off."

"One day is a day's delay."

After saying that, she grabbed a bottle of wine and opened it in a few moments.

He poured two glasses and handed one to Nan Shiyu.

When she took it, Cheng Nian'an picked up the glass of red wine in front of him and drank it down in one gulp.

Nan Shiyu: "...?"

Is this a plan... to drink away your sorrows?

The box gradually became quiet.

Cheng Nian'an talked for more than half an hour and said he was tired.

At this moment, while thinking of ways not to get married, I drank glass after glass of red wine as if it were boiled water.

Another half hour later, listening to her best friend complaining sadly, Nan Shiyu seemed to see herself a year ago.

There is all kinds of resistance to this kind of marriage of wealthy families with no benefits.

Even now, she still hasn't fully accepted it.

With this thought in mind, Nan Shiyu swayed the red wine in her glass, and after Cheng Nian'an poured another glass, she clinked the glasses with her, and the two sisters drank together to drown their sorrows.

Soon, the bottle of red wine bottomed out.

Among them, Cheng Nian'an drank the most, and Nan Shiyu drank less than three drinks in total.

Red wine has low concentration.

After talking for a long time, coupled with the stimulation of alcohol, Cheng Nian'an's originally turbulent mood gradually calmed down.

I didn't hear my bestie's voice for a while.

She turned to look.

But he saw Nan Shiyu half-lying on the armrest of the sofa, her eyes lightly closed, as if she was asleep.

Cheng Nian'an was stunned at first.

Then she suddenly realized that her best friend had barely touched alcohol, and her alcohol capacity was basically zero. She would get drunk as soon as she drank!

She was only busy with her own emo today.

Forgot that her family knew not to drink!

Cheng Nian'an quickly threw his wine glass.

He came to Nan Shiyu and patted her back gently.

"Zhizhi?" Cheng Nian'an regretted so much that his intestines almost turned green, "Are you drunk?"

Nan Shiyu's eyelashes trembled.

Open your eyes slowly.

Like 80.00% of alcoholics, the first sentence is:

"Who is drunk? I just... drank a little bit, and it was still red wine."

Cheng Nian'an: "..." Isn't this drunk?

They were all drunk and confused.

She helped her up and prepared to call the driver.

"Baby Zhizhi, get up first. I'll ask the driver to come over and go home first."

Nan Shiyu was really drunk now.

He was no longer as calm and steady as usual, and now he seemed to have no bones, leaning lazily on Cheng Nian'an's shoulder.

"I won't go back..." She muttered: "Jiang Jingyu refuses to agree to divorce no matter what. It's annoying to death. I don't want to go back to 'Sheng Ting'..."

Cheng Nian'an's fingertips holding the phone shook.

aunt.

After her best friend got drunk, all she could think about was divorce?

If Jiang Jingyu saw this, he would be surprised if he didn't chop her.

"Baby Zhizhi." Cheng Nian'an patted her back and coaxed her patiently, "You are a little drunk. I will have someone pick us up."

With that said, she unlocked the phone with one hand.

Just opened the address book.

Haven't had time to dial yet.

The box door was pushed open without warning.

Cheng Nian'an: "?"

She subconsciously looked up.

What caught her eye was none other than the cheap husband her best friend was talking about who refused to divorce—Jiang Jingyu.

Cheng Nian'an felt that her death was not far away.

They all saw Tai Nai waving to her.

She called Jiang Jingyu's wife to come out and chat with her, but she got her drunk.

What's even worse is that his wife is still lying on her shoulder and keeps saying, "I want a divorce."

Cheng Nian'an's head was dizzy, what had she done this afternoon.

Jiang Jingyu walked over step by step, and Cheng Nian'an subconsciously hugged Nan Shiyu tightly.

Before she could speak, Jiang Jingyu frowned and asked.

"How do you drink like this?"

Cheng Nian'an laughed dryly, "Zhizhi has a low drinking capacity. In order to comfort me, she had two drinks with me, and then..."

It's like this.

drunk.

Jiang Jingyu's brows furrowed.

He stopped in front of Nan Shiyu.

He looked down at her for a moment.

Suddenly he stretched out his hand towards her.

I want to carry her over.

"Zhizhi, let's go home."

Hearing this "Zhizhi", Nan Shiyu reluctantly opened her eyelids, followed Jiang Jingyu's long legs, raised her head and looked at him.

She squinted her eyes, wondering if she recognized Jiang Jingyu.

He quickly lowered his head and closed his eyelids again.

Both hands still hugged Cheng Nian'an's arm tightly.

The red lips muttered and said:

"No reply! Unless we get divorced."

Jiang Jingyu's forehead tightened instantly.

Cheng Nian'an's scalp was numb.

aunt.

In front of your husband, say less!

At least cover up your eagerness for divorce!

She quietly tugged at the corner of Nan Shiyu's clothes.

I want to remind her to stop talking.

But at this moment, Nan Shiyu, who was so drunk that he was almost confused, didn't understand.

"Well..." She burped, grabbed Cheng Nian'an's arm, and said to her:

"I'm telling you... Nian Nian, you must not agree to a loveless marriage... you have to find someone you like, and you can't compromise... you can't be like me..."

If looks could kill, Cheng Nian'an felt that she had died under Jiang Jingyu's sharp and cold eyes no less than a hundred times.

"Ahem!" She quickly interrupted: "Zhizhi baby, don't talk drunkenly, stop talking, and take a rest!"

Jiang Jingyu's forehead throbbed violently.

Veins appear on the back of the hands.

He couldn't bear it anymore and stared down at Nan Shiyu who was completely drunk. He suddenly bent down, pulled Cheng Nian'an's hand from holding her away, and pulled her into his arms.

His movements were unusually rough.

Nan Shiyu's forehead hit his hard chest squarely. She let out a low cry and was about to speak, but Jiang Jingyu held the back of her head and held her against his chest.

Jiang Jingyu turned his cold eyes towards Cheng Nianan.

The tone was cold, "Ms. Cheng, my wife is a drunkard. Don't make her drink in the future."

After he finished speaking, he didn't stop for a moment, picked up Nan Shiyu, turned around and strode out.

"Hey? Jiang Jingyu, don't be serious with her, Zhizhi is drunk!"

Cheng Nian'an hurriedly wanted to chase him.

But because he moved too hastily, he was hit by the corner of the table.

Almost fell.

Outside the door, Jiang Jingyu's cold voice came faintly.

"Lin Rui, send Miss Cheng back."

Lin Rui stopped.

Following Jiang Jingyu's instructions, he turned back to the box and sent Cheng Nian'an to the Cheng family efficiently.