In the surrogate abuse article, I am possessed by the drama

Ping pong pong, the crisp sound of wine glasses hitting the tiles.

With a bang, the TV fell to the ground and let out a dull wail.

The door opened and closed with a bang, and the vibration spread along the wall of the villa to Jiang Yu's room on the second floor of the villa.

Jiang Yu sat on the bench with his chin sulking, Feng Qiushu shivered beside him: "Sister, let's run... Mr. Mo is very angry... We will be beaten by him, we will be beaten by him Hit it!" Feng Qiu said and suddenly pulled Jiang Yu to stand up, carefully opened the door and observed the situation outside, the villa was dead silent, from here you can see the corner of the living room downstairs through the staircase guardrail, the table and chairs are crooked On the ground, the ground was full of glass shards and broken furniture. The TV, display cabinets, and flower stands all fell to the ground, and there were still messy beating sounds in the study.

"Let's go quickly..." Feng Qiu dragged Jiang Yu downstairs with trembling lips, put on his shoes indiscriminately and went out, carefully looking behind him several times before leaving.

"No, I can't go back these days, sister, what should we do?" On the road outside the villa, Feng Qiu looked back at the gate of the villa frequently.

Jiang Yu walked behind thoughtfully, without answering any questions.

"Sister? Oh, don't be in a daze, think of a way!"

Only then did Jiang Yu notice: "Huh?"

"I said, what can we do in the future?"

Jiang Yu blinked: "Ah, it's fine, I'm staying outside for a few days, and I'm going to the variety show crew next week, don't you also have a movie to shoot? I'll stay with the crew for a few days, and I'll go back when his anger subsides." .”

"Oh my sister!" Feng Qiu pouted and stomped his feet: "It's easy to say, but how can we attack Mr. Mo now?"

Jiang Yu kicked a small stone by his feet, his eyes were blank: "Maybe it's meaningless..."

"what……?"

"Sister, sister, don't scare me, Mr. Mo, hasn't he won that person's heart yet..."

"I can't get it anymore." Jiang Yu said blankly.

"???"

"I can't get it either." Jiang Yu lowered his head slightly, his voice lost.

"elder sister……"

"Stay in a hotel, are you coming? I'm treating you." Jiang Yu stopped a taxi and turned his head.

Feng Qiu took a step back: "Sister...you taught me to save money..."

"It's meaningless, just spend it, and spend the money you earn, right?"

Feng Qiu looked at the uncharacteristically uncharacteristic Jiang Yu in horror, and dared not say yes: "No, no, I'd better go to the set...You, you go first, I will take a taxi later."

"Okay, shall we go shopping tomorrow?"

Feng Qiu shook his head again and again: "No shopping, no shopping, I, I want to sleep!"

"Okay..." Jiang Yu glanced at him regretfully: "I'll go first."

"Master, go to Jincheng."

"Okay lad!"

After more than 20 minutes, Jiang Yu arrived outside Jincheng's building. He had lived very comfortably in this four-star hotel before, so Jiang Yu chose this place first.

But it was Qin Huai who carried him in the two times he came here. He didn't quite remember what kind of suite the room he stayed in was, but it didn't matter, he believed that the lady at the front desk already recognized him as a drunk.

So he went straight to the handling office and took out the ID card that was clipped on the cover of the small book: "Hello, can you open the suite for me last time?"

"Ah...it's you." The lady at the front desk glanced at him: "The one from last time? Uh..."

"Someone has already moved in? It doesn't matter, the next door is also fine."

"That's not true..." The young lady's face was a little perplexed: "But we don't care about this, wait a minute, I'll call and ask."

The young lady turned her head to the other side, picked up the landline hanging on the shelf, and quickly dialed a series of numbers.

At the same time, in a villa in the southern suburbs, Fu Qingxu was sitting in front of the window shaking a wine glass. There was a little purple-red clear liquid in the bottom of the glass, and the aroma of the wine filled his nose and taste buds.

This villa is not like Mo Songlin's villa where there are many servants. On the entire first floor of the villa, there are only Fu Qingxu who is sitting in front of the balcony and savoring wine, and Qin Huai who is sitting on the sofa with a cold face.

Fu Qingxu: "Your room is too deserted, there's not even any fireworks, no wonder you don't like to come here."

Qin Huai glanced at him coldly: "I didn't come to this city often."

"Oh, grandma is here. If you don't come, you have to come. What's so good about the capital? The exhaust gas is as serious as the traffic jam. I think city A has a good development prospect. Why don't you extend the company here? "

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"

"... How is that possible? I don't understand, so I said, Xiao Huai, you have to be more tactful, so that people like you. If you are too straight, no one will be willing to be with you!"

"Finished?"

"It's over."

Qin Huai stood up, picked up the red wine bottle beside Fu Qingxu and left.

"Hey, where are you going?! I just poured the bottom of the glass! I poured the bottom of the glass!"

"Keep watering the flowers." Qin Huai said lightly.

"..." Fu Qingxu hugged the goblet in his hand distressedly, his heartless younger brother could really do this kind of thing.

"But let me tell you, are you really going to match Xiao Jiang with that high school classmate of yours?"

Qin Huai sat back on the sofa, but the wine bottle in his hand disappeared: "The matchmaking is over."

"?" Fu Qingxu: "You won't take that person you lied to say that you have a sweetheart as a matchmaking?"

Qin Huai raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise? From his appearance, I really believed him this time."

"You, do you think that if you let that person stop thinking about you, he can turn around and like Xiaojiang?"

Qin Huai looked thoughtful: "It depends on his luck."

"..."

"As expected of you."

"?Any questions?"

"...No, of course not. If you're really not interested in Xiao Jiang, I won't force you, so be it." Fu Qingxu drank the last sip of wine, smacking his lips unsatisfied: "That's it, I'll go back first."

Before the words finished, Qin Huai's cell phone rang.

Qin Huai glanced at the number: "Hello?"

"Mr. Qin, good afternoon, that... your friend is here, and he wants to live in your room. Look..."

Qin Huai asked suspiciously, "Which friend?"

"It's the one you brought here before, the one surnamed Jiang."

Qin Huai slightly opened his eyes wide: "Jiang Yu?"

"Yes."

"Where is he now?"

"Boss Qin, he's right here in the waiting area. I said I can't make the decision, so let him wait for a while."

"Then I'm now..." Qin Huai just wanted to say the past, but suddenly felt wrong, what was he doing in the past now?

"...Give him the room card and let him live." Qin Huai said.

"Okay, would you like to put away the clothes and supplies in your room for you in advance?"

"No, just put it there first."

Qin Huai hung up the phone, and Fu Qingxu was looking at him.

"So what?" Qin Huai frowned and looked back.

"You are not interested in others, and let them live in your room?"

Qin Huai was stunned for a moment, and somehow explained: "He wants to live."

"How about the 30-story hotel, why don't you change the room for him if he wants to live?"

Qin Huai's expression froze: "Then...he insists on living in that kind..."

"Tch——" Fu Qingxu put on a disgusted look, put on a mask, scarf and hat, and waved his hands: "Let's go."

"Go quickly."

"What's the rush? You're a bachelor and you don't need to hurry to date your little boyfriend. What's wrong with me staying for two more minutes?"

There was no emotion on Qin Huai's face: "You have four more years of single experience than me."

Fu Qingxu stumbled over the edge of the door.

In the lobby of the hotel, the lady at the front desk handed over the room card: "Okay, our boss said yes, the first one on the right is the exclusive elevator, I wish you a pleasant stay."

Jiang Yu took the room card in confusion: "What kind of room does this need to be approved by your boss...Wait, who is your boss? That President Qin you mentioned earlier..."

The lady at the front desk smiled gently, and said vaguely, "It's a custom-made presidential suite—"

Jiang Yu went up all the way in the elevator, thinking about his happy life ahead.

First of all, hang around in the entertainment circle, earn some capital and start a company of his own. When he makes the company more stable, he will hand it over to his subordinates to take care of him, and travel around the world by himself, which he didn't experience in his previous life. Life, you can try it later.

As for the rest, to hell!

He doesn't care who Bai Yueguang marries, anyway, what he likes is Qin Huai's handsome face, and he came here just to play tickets, who cares so much?

The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yu walked into the room. The sheets were so clean and there was no wrinkle, and the soft sofa reminded him of Qin Huai sitting here looking at him helplessly and gently, and Qin Huai leaning over him Ears, looking down at his appearance.

Jiang Yu suddenly felt more and more uncomfortable.

He remembered that Qin Huai had taken some drinks from the refrigerator next to the sofa last time, so he walked over, opened the door of the cabinet, browsed briefly, and took out two unrecognizable brands of red wines that seemed to be not low in alcohol. .

There are so many kinds of drinks in the suite, it should be an extra charge provided by the hotel to the guests.

Jiang Yu picked up the corkscrew hanging on the side, twisted the steel wire in circles, pulled out the cork with a bang, and the aroma of the wine escaped immediately.

What about wine glasses?Jiang Yu turned his head to look around, there were only a few small water glasses on the table.

Forget it, no need!

Jiang Yu picked up the red wine and took a sip with his head up in the posture of blowing on the bottle.

The unsobered wine was bitter and astringent down his throat, Jiang Yu frowned and swallowed it, drinking red wine like beer.

"It's not a sin for a man to cry, cry, cry~ taste the tears after a long absence~"

"Damn it, why don't you get drunk!"