Mint Flower Sea + Fanwai

Just as Jing Xuan was about to speak, her cell phone rang. Seeing the caller ID, she froze for a moment, then lost her composure, and quickly pressed the answer button: "Director?"

"I'm at the Kelly Hotel, come pick me up right away." Wen He hung up after saying this.

Jing Xuan put the mobile phone in the bag, stood up and said to Jian Si: "I understand the senior sister's concerns. But, no matter what, she is the best for me. I have to leave beforehand, and I will invite the senior sister next time. "After speaking, she smiled gratefully and regretfully to Jian Si, paid the bill, and left quickly.

Before Jian Si had time to speak, she had already walked out of the store. She was really a stubborn person. She had no hope of persuading her, so she could only bless her. After all, this road is so difficult. Senior sisters are blocking it, no matter how firm Xiao Xuan is, he will inevitably feel sad.

Figured it out, made a phone call and said, "Xi, I'm at Classic Coffee, come and pick me up."

Happiness is good, let the rest go first.

Jing Xuan took a taxi and hurried to Kelly Hotel, got off the car and called Wen He: "Director, I'm here, where are you?"

Wen He only gave the name of the room and immediately hung up the phone.Jing Xuan shook his head, he really cherishes words like gold.

When they arrived at the private room, there was a table of men and women sitting inside. A middle-aged man with a loose tie was urging Wen He to drink frequently. Wen He's rosy cheeks, which had always been cold, showed a bit of charm. He had obviously drank a lot. The man said: "Mr. Li should be respected. I would like to thank Mr. Li for this cooperation." The man who called Mr. Li sat across the table just smiled and said nothing. Seeing this, the man shouted: "Mr. Li should be respected. Director Wen If you want to drink, everyone is happy today, so don’t spoil the fun.”

Jing Xuan was furious in his heart, and stepped forward to stop Wen He, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "What Mr. Zheng said is true, but this time Mr. Li made the most contribution, but Mr. Zheng insisted on respecting Mr. Wen. Three glasses of self-punishment." This President Zheng always wanted to take advantage of Wen He, and she had seen it before in the company.The man named Mr. Zheng saw a person appearing out of nowhere, speaking confidently, without any hint of cowardice, but he was so young, he couldn't remember who it was for a moment, and asked angrily at being interrupted, "Who are you?"

Wen He was already in a daze, and just about to answer, Wu Xicheng on the other side of the dining table stood up and said, "Xuanxuan, why are you here?"

"Uncle Fifth." When Jing Xuan came in, he saw Fifth Xicheng, but he couldn't speak first: "I'll pick up the director back."

The fifth Xicheng spoke and other people's attitudes towards Jing Xuan immediately became friendly, and they all looked at Jing Xuan. The person who was originally called Mr. Li came out and said at this time: "Since this little niece is here, let's leave, and the matter is over." It's almost there. What does the fifth president think?" Wu Xicheng nodded and asked Jing Xuan: "Do you want uncle to send you a driver?" Wen He stood up and leaned half hard on Jing Xuan to push back: "Don't bother, the car Just stop below. Thank you Fifth President for your kindness." Seeing this, Fifth Xicheng was not too polite, only took a deep look at Wen He, and said goodbye to the two of them.

Jing Xuan refused the waiter's help and helped Wen He go downstairs, found Mr. Director's car, and carefully helped her into the car.Go to the driver's seat and start the car.

"Who are you in Fifth Xi City?"

Jing Xuan thought that Wen He was already drunk and unconscious, but he didn't expect to be able to speak and think so clearly, so he thought for a while and answered honestly: "Uncle Fifth and my father knew each other in the early years, and they have a very good relationship." After answering, there was no When the voice came, Jing Xuan looked in the rearview mirror, and Wen He sat upright as if thinking about something.

After a long time, I drove out of the hotel parking lot. When Jingxuan was wondering where to drive, Wen He said in time: "Yuyaohuayuan, Block C, Building 6, 1802." After the meeting, Jingxuan asked silently, "Do you know the way?" ?”

Jing Xuan came back to his senses and hurriedly said: "I know each other, what a coincidence, I live there too. It's in Building 3, Block A, 1501." I don't know if it was Jing Xuan's illusion, but she always felt that Wen He had a moment of fascination after she finished speaking.

Neither of them spoke after that.When it was time, Jing Xuan stopped the car, turned his head and called softly: "Director, we're here."

No one answered.He raised his voice slightly and called out again, but there was still no response.

She leaned forward and got a lot closer to Wen He before she could see that she had fallen asleep.I heard that the director came back from abroad, so it seems that he still can't adapt to the domestic wine table culture.Thinking that Wen He might always come home drunk like this, Jing Xuan felt distressed.She opened the rear door, and with all her strength, she lifted the sleeping Wen He onto her back.Fortunately, these days I often go to the gym to gain a lot of strength.Even so, when he reached the 18th floor, Jing Xuan was already panting heavily, his hands were sore and numb, and his legs were trembling a bit.Open the door, find the bedroom, carefully put Wen He on the bed, straighten her body, let her sleep on the pillow, then take off her shoes and cover the quilt, after doing this, Jing Xuan heaved a sigh of relief and sat down on the edge of the bed On the ground, he turned to look at Wen He who was sleeping peacefully.

Is she always working so hard?In the night, Wen He's face was not as serious as it was during the day, and the alcohol made it look weaker, his eyes were lightly closed, his lips were pursed into a line, and his brows were wrinkled as if he was very uncomfortable.Jing Xuan couldn't tell what he was like now, got up from the ground and bent over to take off Wen He's coat, unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt, went to the bathroom and wiped her hands and face with a wet towel.Wen He moaned softly in his throat, and slightly relaxed his frowning eyebrows.

Jing Xuan kissed Wen He's forehead lightly, walked to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator and only had a few slices of toast and milk. It seemed that she couldn't cook at home. Also, how could she have time? I'm afraid she didn't even have time to eat. Regularly.Jing Xuan searched for a long time before he managed to make a cup of hangover tea. Jing's father had a lot of business and entertainment, and he often drank it until he passed out. Jing's mother would make hangover tea, and the headache would not be so bad the next day after drinking it.Jing Xuan also learned how to do it.