Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Luo Zhentian wants to call his uncle?

Lin Chen is stupid.

He hasn't seen anything like this.

After that, Luo Zhentian was really drunk.

Luo Xin was also dumbfounded.

She quickly took care of the relationship in her mind.

If her father is called Uncle Lin Chen, isn't she going to be called Uncle Lin Chen?

Or did her dad call her aunt?

Luo Xin vowed that she had never been so speechless in her life.

Never let his dad drink with Lin Chen again.

Do not let him drink too much.

Luo Zhentian picked up the wine glass, and when he wanted to take another sip, Lin Chen took it to him.

"Uncle Luo, don't drink it?"

Luo Zhentian waved his hand: "No, I only drank a few cups in total, how can I stop drinking?"

"Don't worry, you, Uncle Luo, and I can drink very well."

After speaking, he took back the cup in Lin Chen's hand.

Lin Chen was also a little helpless, and then looked at Luo Xin: "What should I do now?"

Luo Xin sighed, "Forget it, let him drink more."

"My dad is very stubborn. He must be unhappy not to let him drink."

Later, they called people and asked them to prepare the hangover soup.

Here, Luo Zhentian has already poured the wine.

"Come on, uncle, I'm happy today, let's have a few more drinks."

Lin Chen was full of black lines.

"Uncle Luo, shall we discuss something?"

"what's up?"

"Can you stop calling me uncle?" Lin Chen looked helpless, "As long as you don't call me uncle, we can say anything."

Luo Zhentian was silent, as if thinking carefully about Lin Chen's proposal.

Then he slapped his thigh: "Okay, I listen to you, uncle!"

Lin Chen:...

Luo Xin also covered his face and couldn't bear to look directly.

How could she never realize that her father could be so drunk?

Well, it must have been someone who had never met Xiang Lin Chen with such a good drinker before.

Luo Xin suddenly felt that her father would be autistic when he gets up tomorrow morning.

After drinking for a while, Luo Zhentian was completely drunk.

If he were to go out now, he would be able to find a telegraph pole to worship the handle.

Without saying anything, Lin Chen snatched the wine glass in his hand and sent him upstairs.

Luo Xin followed the two of them with the hangover soup.

After setting up Luo Zhentian, Lin Chen and Luo Xin left Luo Zhentian's room.

"Well, are you going back?" Luo Xin asked tentatively.

Lin Chen said casually: "It's okay to go back, or not to go back."

Anyway, his relationship with Luo Xin is no secret here in Luo Zhentian.

It's okay to stay here for one night.

"Then you will live here tonight, okay?"

Lin Chen nodded and smiled: "Okay."

"Find me a room."

Luo Xin's eyes lit up suddenly: "Good."

Then he took Luo Xin to the third floor and entered a guest room.

"You sleep here tonight, my room is next door."

Lin Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you going to sleep with me?"

"Follow." Luo Xin said, "but I have to get up early tomorrow morning and go back. I can't let my dad know that I'm sleeping with you."

"Although everyone knows this kind of thing, it's better not to do it so obviously."

"Okay, it's up to you." Lin Chen smiled.

...

Lin Chen also woke up quite late the next day.

When I opened my eyes, it was almost eleven o'clock.

There was no longer Luo Xin around him.

It is estimated that I went back.

After Lin Chen washed up, he went downstairs.

Downstairs, Luo Zhentian was already sitting on the sofa.

Lin Chen subconsciously greeted.

"Uncle Luo, early."

Upon seeing this, Luo Zhentian also smiled: "Morning!"

It feels good to have another family member at home.

Immediately afterwards, Luo Zhentian said again: "Breakfast is already hot, just waiting for you to come down and eat together."

Lin Chen nodded: "Okay."

He looked around, but did not see Luo Xin's figure, and immediately asked, "Where is Luo Xin?"

Hearing Lin Chen's words, Luo Zhentian was also slightly taken aback: "Isn't she with you?"

Lin Chen:?

Didn't Luo Xin go back last night?

Seeing Lin Chen's expression, Luo Zhentian also realized that he had missed his mouth.

"Ah, I mean, she probably got up late just like you, and she's still asleep now."

Lin Chen nodded slightly: "It turned out to be like this."

Soon, Luo Zhentian changed the subject.

"Let's have breakfast."

"Don't wait for Luo Xin?" Lin Chen asked.

Luo Zhentian waved his hand boldly: "No, there is her share in the pot, she will come down to eat when she wakes up."

He was fine when he arrived, but Lin Chen would be fine if he was hungry.

Lin Chen nodded.

However, he just seemed to hear Luo Zhentian say that he was waiting for his own breakfast.

Now it's Luo Xin, so don't wait?

Afterwards, the two sat at the dining table and ate their meals.

Luo Zhentian has the habit of watching the news, and Lin Chen also swiped his cell phone for a while.

At this moment, a news item suddenly popped up on Lin Chen's mobile phone.

"It's terrible! Qin Jianyuan, the general manager of the Qin Group, was beaten severely and has now been sent to the hospital. His life and death are unknown."

Seeing this news, Lin Chen frowned slightly and clicked in.

Qin Jianyuan was beaten...

Who would do it?

Thinking about it, Lin Chen couldn't help but look at Luo Zhentian.

Will it be him?

At the same time, Luo Zhentian's expression has also become very weird.

Obviously, he also saw the news.

Immediately afterwards, he picked up the phone and made a call.

Lin Chen listened silently.

"Feiying, what's the matter with you?" Luo Zhentian voiced a little anger, "Did you do the Qin Jianyuan's thing?"

Fei Ying, who received the call, was also a little confused.

"Yes what's the matter?"

Isn't it what you always ordered?

"Who asked you to move him?" Luo Zhentian asked.

Feiying: "...Lord Luo, didn't you want me to arrange the sacks?"

Luo Zhentian was completely speechless.

"I asked you to arrange for his son, not him!"

Feiying:...

"The old boy you are talking about, I thought it was him..."

Luo Zhen had to scratch his head in the weather: "Boy? Qin Jianyuan is seven or eight years older than me. Do you call him a kid?"

"Didn't you add an old word before..." Fei Ying was weak.

Luo Zhentian's expression became cold: "Do you still dare to talk back?"

"Don't dare."

"His son is in his 30s, is there any problem with me calling the old boy?" Luo Zhentian said.

"Qin Jianyuan is so old, what if he accidentally killed him?"

Feiying quickly patted her chest and promised: "Luo Lord, don't worry, I took a sigh of relief and left him with a sigh of relief. The pain is pain, but it is not a fatal injury."

"Has Pigu wiped clean?"

"Relax, clean the thief."

Hearing these words, Luo Zhentian nodded in satisfaction: "I see, I'll pay attention later."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Zhentian looked up and met Lin Chen's eyes.

"What's wrong, scared you?"