After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

Sheng Tingye walked to Chu Zhixin's side, looked down at the woman, and felt a deep pity in his heart.

But he couldn't show it...

"Hey, how are you?"

The man's deep voice floated down from above, giving people an unreal feeling like a dream in the empty corridor.

"Who are you?"

Chu Zhixin felt dizzy and maintained the same posture without raising his head. He asked in a sticky tone.

After drinking a few glasses of pungent white wine, I didn't feel anything at first, but now it's taking effect, as if I'm swinging on a swing, up and down, and I have a feeling that my soul and body are separated.

Frankly speaking, Chu Zhixin quite likes this feeling, but because she is a mother and needs to set a good example for her children, she seldom lets herself get so drunk.

"I am your destiny..."

Sheng Tingye knew Chu Zhixin was drunk, so he took off his disguise of being cold and distant, bent his legs and sat side by side with Chu Zhixin on the stairs, and asked with a half-smile: "Can you tell me what you are thinking about now?"

"Destined?"

Chu Zhixin finally raised his head and blinked at Sheng Tingye beside him, "What is destined?"

"It's destined..."

Sheng Tingye thought for a while, then said with a hint of sarcasm: "The destined prince charming?"

"Hahahaha, I'm dying of laughter, are you sick?"

Chu Zhixin laughed out loud, and felt that the man in front of him had overlapping figures, like a kaleidoscope, "You are so cool, your fate is not determined by heaven."

Sheng Tingye pursed his lips, a little embarrassed, looked at the woman seriously, and asked, "Are you sober now, or drunk?"

He had seen her drunk more than once, and he had also seen her pretending to be drunk when she was not drunk. At this moment, he couldn't tell whether she was drunk or not.

"Of course I'm sober!"

Chu Zhixin straightened his back and spoke in an unclear voice.

"Oh, sober..."

Sheng Tingye nodded. He could tell from the woman's expression that she was really drunk. He smiled and said, "Then tell me, who am I?"

"you……"

Chu Zhixin staggered closer to Sheng Tingye, stared at him carefully with wide eyes, then burped, "You are a little mushroom."

"???"

Sheng Tingye couldn't help laughing again, "How do you put it?"

"Because your head looks like a mushroom..."

Chu Zhixin said, stood up, reached out and patted Sheng Tingye's head, and said dazedly: "Come on, Mushroom, wake up quickly, say goodbye to your parents, I'm going to pick you home!"

"What does this mean?"

Sheng Tingye sat on the stairs, looking at Chu Zhixin who was stroking and patting his head gently. He reasonably suspected that she was taking advantage of the alcohol to make fun of him?

However, seeing how dazed she looked, it didn't seem like she was pretending.

He recalled the scene many years ago when they both drank mushroom soup by mistake and were poisoned. She was also so confused and pulled his hair, saying that she wanted to catch villains for him.

At that time, they had not experienced so many twists and turns, and they were still full of confidence in the future.

It's not like now, both of them seem to have walked out of the storm, both are bruised and battered, have lost their former enthusiasm, and have no hope for the future.

"Little mushroom, don't move around, or you'll get hurt and it won't look good."

Chu Zhixin explained seriously, then squatted down and faced Sheng Tingye, "Little mushroom, don't be afraid, I'm going to pick you!"

After she finished speaking, she held Sheng Tingye's infuriatingly handsome face with her two small hands, and then began to twist it left and right.

"Don't make trouble!"

Sheng Tingye grabbed Chu Zhixin's wrist with his big hand, "If you keep making trouble, my neck will be broken."

"Just pick it, just pick it, you disobedient mushrooms will be beaten!"

Chu Zhixin said this and slapped Sheng Tingye twice. Although the slaps were not strong, they were still quite insulting.

"Woman, did you do this on purpose?"

Sheng Tingye had a cold face and pulled her into his arms. "You are actually very sober, right?"

"Yes, I am very sober. I am a little girl picking mushrooms. I must pick this big mushroom of yours and take it home."

Chu Zhixin grinned and said this with a smile, then struggled to pick up Sheng Tingye again.

"I think it would be better for me to pick you and take you home."

After Sheng Tingye finished speaking meaningfully, he simply picked up Chu Zhixin and carried her horizontally in his arms.

"Hey, little mushroom, what are you doing? You are the one who is picking me up. I am the one picking you up, not you picking me up. Put me down now!"

Chu Zhixin was floating in the air without her realizing it. Far away from gravity, her head became even more dizzy. Her two slender legs kicked back and forth, and her high heels were kicked off.

"Be quiet, little mushroom picker, or people will think I'm doing something to you!"

Sheng Tingye walked down step by step with a new heart, and the woman's voice echoed in the middle of the corridor.

"Yes, yes, yes, be quiet, be quiet."

Chu Zhixin seemed to have suddenly realized something. "Little mushroom, you are really advanced. You can come home with me without me picking you. I have to be quiet, otherwise you will run away."

After she finished speaking, she put her arms around Sheng Tingye's neck and said to the man very seriously: "I've trapped you now, you have to be obedient and don't run around. I'll buy an old hen later and cook you in the pot. I guarantee you'll be delicious!"

"Okay, I'll be obedient, and you should be obedient too. Just hold me tight like this, or I'll really run away."

Sheng Tingye resisted the urge to burst out laughing and followed Chu Zhixin's words.

"Yeah, hold on tight, you must hold on tight."

As Chu Zhixin spoke, she hugged Sheng Tingye even harder, and buried her little face deeply in the man's neck, smelling his familiar, grassy scent, as if she smelled some sleep-inducing incense, and she fell asleep in a daze before she knew it.

Sheng Tingye walked out of the restaurant holding Chu Zhixin. After hesitating for a long time, he called a car and decided to take Chu Zhixin back to the Chu family's old house.

As for why they chose to return to the old house of the Sheng family instead of the small villa where the two of them lived before, it was actually because they were afraid that he would lose control, recall the past, and do things with the woman that shouldn’t have happened, and continue to be entangled.

After all, the Sheng family's old house, and his mother, his father, and his grandfather, these people care about Chu Zhixin more than they do about him, they will definitely keep a close eye on him and will never let him do anything wrong.

At this moment, the Sheng family was having dinner.

Mr. Sheng, Mr. Sheng, and Mrs. Sheng were sitting at the dining table, all with sullen faces and looking extremely depressed.

"Oh, it's boring, it's really boring. It's been so many years, and the dining table is still so deserted. What's there to look forward to every day?"

Mr. Sheng said with a sigh.