Mr. Song, please stop being abusive. Madam, she is getting married for the second time.

Song Wenjing began to drink to drown her sorrows.

It was noon and she ordered a lot of drinks. Shi Sheng was not willing to let him drink at first, but seeing that the man was not in a good mood, she let him go. At the end of the drink, she called Guan Chengmin and asked him to pick him up.

Guan Chengmin rushed to the hotel, looked at Song Wenjing who was drunk again, and frowned in disgust: "Why is he drinking again? He has drank a lot in the past few days, and you are not afraid of causing him any problems."

Shi Sheng crossed his arms and said, "How old is he? Does he need to be reminded about this kind of thing? If he wants to drink, he can just drink."

Shi Sheng's expression was very calm. He really couldn't imagine why Song Wenjing loved drinking so much recently.

Even if I drink to drown my sorrows, this is too often.

Guan Chengmin glanced at her helplessly: "He is in a bad mood these days, so you should be more tolerant."

Shi Sheng opened his mouth and finally hummed.

Although the man seems to be quite unconcerned on the surface, he should be quite troubled.

Guan Chengmin finally helped Song Wenjing up, but the man pushed him away and went to find Shi Sheng. His body staggered, and he was about to press on Shi Sheng. Guan Chengmin was stunned. At this time, Sheng was pregnant. How could she withstand such pressure from him?

So he reached out and fished Song Wenjing back out, and comforted him: "Song Wenjing, please stop making trouble."

Song Wenjing was in a daze. The sunlight falling in the private room was a bit dazzling, making him unable to see clearly the person in front of him. He couldn't help but frown: "What's wrong with you, a grown man, for touching me?"

Guan Chengmin:......

I really want to throw him directly from the upstairs. What evil has he done!

He pinched his eyebrows and felt a headache.

Shi Sheng stared at Song Wenjing for a while, and finally said helplessly: "Take him away quickly."

"Can you do it alone?" Guan Chengmin glanced at her and asked worriedly.

Shi Sheng nodded: "I won't have any problems, don't worry."

Guan Chengmin nodded and left with Song Wenjing forcefully.

Shi Sheng sighed.

Within a few minutes, I heard the hotel staff say, "Why are there so many reporters outside? They are all injured."

"Well, it's not just to break the news. I can only say that we can't imagine the excitement of rich people's lives."

Shi Sheng's heart suddenly tightened when she heard this. But when she went out, there were only a few reporters outside, but Song Wenjing and Guan Chengmin were not seen at all.

It shouldn't be them, Shi Sheng thought.

Her driver walked up to her and spoke slowly: "Miss, it was indeed Mr. Song and Mr. Guan who were blocked by reporters just now, and some conflicts occurred."

Shi Sheng's pupils trembled and he asked subconsciously: "Is Song Wenjing not injured?"

Her voice was obviously tense.

The driver shook his head: "It's okay. Mr. Guan has been protecting Mr. Song, so Mr. Song was not injured. But Mr. Guan... was accidentally hit by a reporter's camera and was slightly injured."

Shi Sheng pursed his lower lip, so the blood on the ground belonged to Guan Chengmin.

She thought for a moment and asked, "Where are they now?"

"I originally wanted Mr. Guan to go to the hospital, but Mr. Guan was afraid that reporters would follow him to the hospital, so he took Mr. Song directly back to his home. Miss, do we want to go there and have a look?"

Shi Sheng shook his head: "It's just a minor injury. I can just send some condolences later. No need to make an extra trip."

Guan Chengmin is somewhat unjustifiable.

After she got in the car, she called Su Xian directly: "Help me investigate something."

Shi Sheng did not return to the company, but asked the driver to take her to the hospital. The old man was lying on the bed and videotaping with someone who did not know who, and he was so amused that he smiled.

"Grandpa, what are you so happy about?"

The old man smiled and said, "Song Ci, that stinky boy, was spanked by his father and blossomed."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Song Ci on the other side of the video was about to cry. He had never seen such a grandfather, so why was he still adding fuel to the fire?

Is he shameless?

Shi Sheng was also amused. He leaned over and looked at the aggrieved person in the video. He smiled and comforted: "Does it hurt? Do you need a doctor to come over?"

Song Ci shook his head: "That's not the case."