After being pregnant, Sand Sculptor always insists on marrying me

Han Qi was full of question marks.

Fu Juntong was drunk, why did he call to pick him up? He doesn't even have a driver's license?

Before he could ask what he wanted to ask, he heard

"Hi, Mr. Han, I'm the boss's assistant. There were too many people persuading people to drink at the celebration banquet today. After the boss drank too much, something happened..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a sound from the opposite side, like the sound of something being smashed, passing through the mobile phone, which was very ear-piercing.

Han Qi couldn't hold back and pulled the phone away a little.

The sound of crackling and shattering objects, accompanied by the voice of the assistant speaking loudly, continued to ring on the other end of the phone:

"The address is at Jingde Hotel, sir, just tell the front desk, and someone will bring you here."

After speaking, he quickly hung up the phone.

All of this happened so fast, Han Qi, Han Qi couldn't get in the middle of the conversation.

He looked at the call end interface displayed on the phone with a dazed expression. Why did he have to pick up Fu Juntong? Aren't all the assistants around?

According to the general process, shouldn't the assistant be responsible for sending the drunk boss back?What's up with this assistant.

Han Qi sent a message to Fu Juntong on WeChat, but as expected, he did not receive any response.

Han Qi ordered a change of clothes, tidied up and was ready to go out.

Although he can drive, he suffers from not having a driver's license. Moreover, as a boss, Fu Juntong's daily life is completely different from that of the boss in the novel.

Just like his family, there is no driver in the novel at all!

Fu Juntong usually drives to and from get off work by himself.

Although there are still several cars lying in Fu Juntong's garage, what's the use of it!He can't drive and can only watch.

So now, he can only prepare to take a taxi and go there.

Fortunately, he took a look with his mobile phone just now, and the address of the hotel is not far from Fu Juntong's home, and it only took a taxi for more than ten minutes.

But the road was a bit congested, and by the time Han Qi felt the hotel, it was already half an hour later.

As soon as Han Qi got off the car, he hurried into the hotel. As soon as the young lady at the front desk saw him, she asked, "Is this Mr. Han Qihan?"

Han Qi didn't know why, so he nodded in doubt.

"Mr. Du explained in advance."

Han Qi let out a "hmm".

Mr. Du in her mouth should be referring to Fu Juntong's assistant

With a standard professional smile, the young lady led the way for Han Qi, explaining as she walked: "Mr. Du Ke said, if Mr. Han comes, he will take him directly to the room."

As she spoke, her pace didn't stop. Her pace was not fast, but even.

When I walked all the way to the door of the room, the lady at the front desk stopped and said, "This is it, just push the door and go in."

She moved her hands, bent down slightly, asked Han Qi to come in and tidied up, and then left.

Han Qi stood at the door for a while, and he listened for a while, but it was quiet inside, and he didn't hear any sound inside.

He felt a little puzzled, because judging from the situation of the phone call, it shouldn't be so quiet?

Is it because the sound insulation effect of the hotel is so good?

Han Qi gritted his teeth and decided to push the door open and go in.

It was a large room with more than a dozen tables. This should be the place where they had their celebration banquet.

The eating place and the resting place are not tightly blocked, only a few screens are used to separate them.

What surprised Han Qi was that it was completely different from the noisy scene he had imagined, as there was no one inside.

Although it was a little messy, it was obvious that it had been cleaned up.

Han Qi walked over quickly.

He didn't say anything clearly on the phone, only that he was drunk.I didn't reply to the message, and I didn't know what the situation was. I was really anxious.

However, when Han Qi opened the screen to look over, he finally understood why Du Ke, Fu Juntong's assistant, called him and asked him to come pick him up.

I saw Fu Juntong sitting on the sofa in the farthest corner, still holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand, no matter what Du Ke said, his mouth would be worn out, and Fu Juntong didn't necessarily raise his head to pay attention to him.

Seeing Han Qi coming in, Du Ke's eyes lit up as if he saw some savior.

"Mr. Han, you're here." The assistant walked towards him quickly, but it was difficult for him. In the room where the air conditioner was quite low, there was faint sweat on his forehead.

He looked a little older than Fu Juntong, with a pair of black thin-rimmed glasses on his eyes, looking very bookish and not aggressive.

He briefly explained the situation to Han Qi.

"Boss Fu is drunk. I wanted to take him back directly, but..." At this point, Du Ke turned his head and gestured for Han Qi to look at Fu Juntong who was sitting silently in a corner, motionless like a sculpture.

"The boss doesn't want to listen to me, and he doesn't want to move. He has a mobile phone in his hand, and he refuses to call when he switches to the phone page."

"so?"

"That's why I tapped the dial to call you while the boss wasn't paying attention." Speaking of this, Du Ke rubbed his nose, still a little embarrassed.

!

Han Qi looked at Du Ke in shock.

Drain from the bottom of the pot, ruthless people.

No wonder Fu Juntong was holding on to his phone all the time.

"So as you can see, the boss doesn't listen to what I say at all, and is even very guarded, so Mr. Han should be the only one who can call the boss."

Du Ke walked to Fu Juntong's side, and as soon as he moved, he saw Fu Juntong, who had been motionless before, suddenly raised his head, his eyes narrowed slightly, his eyes were sharp, and his eyes did not look like a drunk person at all.

If you ignore Fu Juntong's current behavior.

After all, when he was awake, it was impossible for him to hold the phone and look at Du Ke.

After Du Ke made a world-weary face, he looked at Han Qi with a smile, looking calm and restrained.

Only he himself knew, and he could hardly help laughing.

After all, he has been under Fu Juntong for so many years, and he has never seen him drunk, let alone such a childish side.

Fortunately, the cliff of sanity left in his heart curbed his desire to take some pictures.

Han Qi saw that he was already so drunk, so he was skeptical about Du Ke's words.

With Fu Juntong like this, can he really recognize who he is?

But no matter what, you still have to try it.

Fu Juntong felt that someone was approaching again, he frowned, and just about to wave away, before his fingertips touched that person, his body felt the familiar breath first.

The swinging arm stopped suddenly, and finally rested lightly on the back of Han Qi's hand. Seeing that he had no intention of refusing, he boldly encircled his entire wrist again, but still didn't use much strength, just vainly on the ground.

"You're here." Fu Juntong raised his head. Because he was drunk, he looked a little confused and his aura weakened.

Han Qi was standing again, looking down at him. This completely different perspective made Fu Juntong feel vulnerable in Han Qi's vision.

This fresh recognition made Han Qi's tone softer.

"Brother Fu, you're home." Han Qi smiled and said to Fu Juntong.

His five sense organs are very friendly, and such a smile is even more gentle.

Fu Juntong looked at his smile and was stunned for a while.

Just when Han Qi thought that Fu Juntong didn't understand what he was saying and was about to say it again, he stood up abruptly, took Han Qi's hand and walked out the door, striding forward.

Du Ke was taken aback by this, he just talked for so long, Fu Juntong was still in a daze, now Han Qi came, but just followed him away with a word? !

Good guy, this is too discriminatory!

Seeing that Fu Juntong was about to walk to the door, Du Ke hurriedly followed after checking that he didn't miss anything.

Fu Juntong himself was tall, so Han Qi almost had to trot to keep up with such strides.

As if feeling the difficulty of the people around him trying to keep up with him, Fu Juntong simply hugged him up.

His arms are strong and his hands are long, so holding Han Qi in front of him doesn't look out of place, and it's very stable.

This startled Han Qi.

Fu Juntong is drunk, what if he falls?

Under normal circumstances, as long as you're not on the stairs, it's okay to fall, but he has one in his belly, so it's not a good fall.

Han Qi pushed Fu Juntong, "Let me down, I can walk by myself."

Unexpectedly, Fu Juntong, who has always been easy to talk, even said he would go home when he was drunk today, after hearing what he said, not only ignored him, but changed his posture and freed his hands. Lai Lai pressed his head against his chest, and then continued to return to the original posture and continued to carry him out.

Fu Juntong didn't listen, and Han Qi didn't dare to struggle.If he was fine, but Fu Juntong didn't hug him when he struggled, then it would really be over.

He turned his face to Fu Juntong's arms with nothing to love, only the back of his head was exposed.

As long as you can't see, there will be no sorrow.

However, although Fu Juntong seemed very drunk, his steps were very steady, with almost no bumps.

If you ignore the eyes of the young lady at the front desk and Du Ke's eyes behind him, it is quite perfect.

Along the way, I got into the car without any danger.

Du Ke didn't drink, and Du Ke drove the car.

After Fu Juntong carried him into the car, he settled down again, but he didn't let go of Han Qi's hand.

Maybe it was just a wild game, and he was afraid that Han Qi would get angry, so he kept his head down the whole time and didn't say a word.

Although his face was expressionless, he always felt a little wronged.

Even if Han Qi wanted to be angry, but seeing Fu Juntong lower his head like this, he looked like a dog who admitted he had done something wrong.

The fire in my heart was extinguished before it burned.

He sighed helplessly, and did not take his hand out of Fu Juntong's.

Unexpectedly, Fu Juntong intensified his efforts and turned from arrest to touch.Gentle movements cause no discomfort, just itchiness.

Han Qi was just ticklish, so he twitched his hand without twitching, and stared at Fu Juntong, but he was not afraid at all.

Han Qi had no choice but to stop him: "Don't move."

But talking to a drunk obviously doesn't do much.Fu Juntong didn't move his hand anymore, his battlefield had already shifted to his wrist, especially the small carpal bone protruding from his wrist.

"It's beautiful." Fu Juntong kept moving his hands, but his eyes kept looking at Han Qi, and he didn't know who he was talking about.

Han Qi felt a little embarrassed when he saw him, so he turned his head away from him.

Fu Juntong was not annoyed either, he stroked and rubbed the thin layer of flesh above the wrist bone repeatedly until it turned slightly red.

Fortunately, the nerves are not dense here, and there is no itching, so Han Qi let him go.

Although Du Ke was in the driver's seat, he was basically clear about what happened in the back seat.

He really wanted to remind him that there was no fender on the car, so he shouldn't see too clearly what the back seat was doing.

But I also feel that I shouldn't make a sound in this situation. This is already a light bulb, and if I talk again, it will really turn into a fluorescent lamp.

He looked behind, then at himself alone, and felt the loneliness of a single dog.

It seems that if you can't find a partner, then it's time to get a dog, at least you can share the pressure of too much dog food with him.

Harm, it's too difficult.