635 Be careful of going to court
It was 10 pm. Song Xuan had checked the time countless times. She lifted her wrist to look at her watch and let out a soft sigh. It was already so late, but yang Haitao was still not back. When was he going to be back?
At 10:30 am, she was dozing off on the leather sofa when she heard the sound of an engine in the courtyard. The car engine was turned off and the door was opened. Song Xuan looked up and saw Mr. Zhong helping yang Haitao in. She quickly went over to welcome him.
Mr. Zhong immediately helped her up. “I’ll leave it to you.”
After she finished speaking, she hurried back to her room. Song Xuan muttered, ” “He’s so heavy, how am I supposed to carry him?”
Yang Haitao laid on top of her, his breath was hot and his voice sounded drunk, but he was not completely unconscious. “Were you waiting for me?”
Song Xuan felt that her ears were a little itchy. She helped him up the stairs with difficulty, ” “I didn’t wait for you.”
Yang Haitao’s arms were on her shoulders, pressing her down so hard that she was on the verge of collapsing. He said in a teasing and confused voice, ” “You don’t mean what you say.”
Song Xuan supported him as they walked up the wooden stairs. As it was raining, the wooden stairs were a little damp. As they walked, they creaked like music. Even the strong smell of alcohol was not as pungent.
She had one hand on his waist and the other on his wrist. The two of them walked up side by side. He could clearly see the smile on her lips, and he was even happier.
Song Xuan felt the heat from his body and said, ” “Is your Yueyue having a fever?”
“I don’t think so,” yang Haitao muttered.
“Why did you drink when you’re not feeling well?” song Xuan asked, her heart aching. Didn’t you say that Huang Jianjun was supposed to go to all those dinner parties?”
Yang Haitao moved his body, his voice hoarse. “I thought we were going to sign the contract, but during the dinner, the leader said that if we don’t finish those bottles of wine, we won’t be able to get the land. Everyone at the table has good wine. Once they drink, they can’t stop.”
Table culture had always been like this.
Song Xuan’s hand came to his back, ” “You’ve worked hard.”
Yang Haitao looked down at her. I’ve never felt that it’s hard. I want to give you the best life. You’re my biggest motivation.
Before song Xuan could feel touched, she saw yang Haitao’s pained expression. He suddenly got up and stumbled into the bathroom.
Song Xuan was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She blinked and was stunned. What was going on?
Then, they heard yang Haitao puking.
She quickly ran to the bathroom. Yang Haitao was holding the sink and vomiting in pain. Song Xuan quickly went over and patted his back, ” “Look at you, you’ve said so much that you’ve vomited.”
Yang Haitao was about to explain when his stomach churned and he vomited again.
It’s over. The good image that he had painstakingly built up was completely overturned in an instant. He should be in a sorry state now.
Sigh, his stomach was so uncomfortable that it was about to die. It spasmed for a while, and in the end, he vomited until only gastric juice was left.
He scooped some water to rinse his mouth, then straightened his body with difficulty and turned to look at her. “I’m speaking the truth.”
His stomach churned again. Yang Haitao was so scared that he swallowed his saliva to suppress the urge to vomit.
Song Xuan took the towel from the shelf and got some warm water to wipe his face, ” “Alright, I’ll go get some milk for you to dispel the alcohol.”
Yang Haitao pulled her back again,”can you cook some porridge?” I only drank at night and didn’t have time to eat, so I’m very hungry now.”
“These leaders, are they trying to force me to my death?” song Xuan shook her head.
After that, she helped him into his room and went downstairs to make him some porridge.
Yang Haitao’s head hurt badly and his stomach was not feeling well. He pulled the blanket over himself and fell asleep.
Half an hour later, Song Yao came back with a small tray. On it was a thick bowl of porridge, a stack of small pickled melons, and a glass of warm milk. When she entered the room, she saw yang Haitao lying on the bed with his clothes on. The blanket only covered half of his body, and he looked like he was in pain.
She really didn’t know how to take care of herself.
Song Xuan put the tray down and patted his face. She felt that his face was burning.
He had a fever.
Song Xuan frowned and called out to him softly,”yang Haitao, wake up, Zhenzhen.”
Yang Haitao opened his eyes in a daze. Song Xuan was sitting by the bed, helping him sit down.”Go change into your pajamas and sit under the blanket. You’ve caught a cold and have a fever.”
Yang Haitao sat up with difficulty and mumbled, ” “I don’t have the strength. Bring me my pajamas.”
“Where are the pajamas?”
“It’s hanging in the closet behind you. It’s a set of dark gray plaid pajamas.”
Song Xuan opened the wardrobe and saw that it was neat and tidy. A set of dark gray plaid pajamas made it difficult for people to think of the rich second generation, yang Haitao, who had a greasy hair and a pink briefcase. His taste was really good and stable these days.
635 Be careful of going to court
It was 10 pm. Song Xuan had checked the time countless times. She lifted her wrist to look at her watch and let out a soft sigh. It was already so late, but yang Haitao was still not back. When was he going to be back?
At 10:30 am, she was dozing off on the leather sofa when she heard the sound of an engine in the courtyard. The car engine was turned off and the door was opened. Song Xuan looked up and saw Mr. Zhong helping yang Haitao in. She quickly went over to welcome him.
Mr. Zhong immediately helped her up. “I’ll leave it to you.”
After she finished speaking, she hurried back to her room. Song Xuan muttered, ” “He’s so heavy, how am I supposed to carry him?”
Yang Haitao laid on top of her, his breath was hot and his voice sounded drunk, but he was not completely unconscious. “Were you waiting for me?”
Song Xuan felt that her ears were a little itchy. She helped him up the stairs with difficulty, ” “I didn’t wait for you.”
Yang Haitao’s arms were on her shoulders, pressing her down so hard that she was on the verge of collapsing. He said in a teasing and confused voice, ” “You don’t mean what you say.”
Song Xuan supported him as they walked up the wooden stairs. As it was raining, the wooden stairs were a little damp. As they walked, they creaked like music. Even the strong smell of alcohol was not as pungent.
She had one hand on his waist and the other on his wrist. The two of them walked up side by side. He could clearly see the smile on her lips, and he was even happier.
Song Xuan felt the heat from his body and said, ” “Is your Yueyue having a fever?”
“I don’t think so,” yang Haitao muttered.
“Why did you drink when you’re not feeling well?” song Xuan asked, her heart aching. Didn’t you say that Huang Jianjun was supposed to go to all those dinner parties?”
Yang Haitao moved his body, his voice hoarse. “I thought we were going to sign the contract, but during the dinner, the leader said that if we don’t finish those bottles of wine, we won’t be able to get the land. Everyone at the table has good wine. Once they drink, they can’t stop.”
Table culture had always been like this.
Song Xuan’s hand came to his back, ” “You’ve worked hard.”
Yang Haitao looked down at her. I’ve never felt that it’s hard. I want to give you the best life. You’re my biggest motivation.
Before song Xuan could feel touched, she saw yang Haitao’s pained expression. He suddenly got up and stumbled into the bathroom.
Song Xuan was lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. She blinked and was stunned. What was going on?
Then, they heard yang Haitao puking.
She quickly ran to the bathroom. Yang Haitao was holding the sink and vomiting in pain. Song Xuan quickly went over and patted his back, ” “Look at you, you’ve said so much that you’ve vomited.”
Yang Haitao was about to explain when his stomach churned and he vomited again.
It’s over. The good image that he had painstakingly built up was completely overturned in an instant. He should be in a sorry state now.
Sigh, his stomach was so uncomfortable that it was about to die. It spasmed for a while, and in the end, he vomited until only gastric juice was left.
He scooped some water to rinse his mouth, then straightened his body with difficulty and turned to look at her. “I’m speaking the truth.”
His stomach churned again. Yang Haitao was so scared that he swallowed his saliva to suppress the urge to vomit.
Song Xuan took the towel from the shelf and got some warm water to wipe his face, ” “Alright, I’ll go get some milk for you to dispel the alcohol.”
Yang Haitao pulled her back again,”can you cook some porridge?” I only drank at night and didn’t have time to eat, so I’m very hungry now.”
“These leaders, are they trying to force me to my death?” song Xuan shook her head.
After that, she helped him into his room and went downstairs to make him some porridge.
Yang Haitao’s head hurt badly and his stomach was not feeling well. He pulled the blanket over himself and fell asleep.
Half an hour later, Song Yao came back with a small tray. On it was a thick bowl of porridge, a stack of small pickled melons, and a glass of warm milk. When she entered the room, she saw yang Haitao lying on the bed with his clothes on. The blanket only covered half of his body, and he looked like he was in pain.
She really didn’t know how to take care of herself.
Song Xuan put the tray down and patted his face. She felt that his face was burning.
He had a fever.
Song Xuan frowned and called out to him softly,”yang Haitao, wake up, Zhenzhen.”
Yang Haitao opened his eyes in a daze. Song Xuan was sitting by the bed, helping him sit down.”Go change into your pajamas and sit under the blanket. You’ve caught a cold and have a fever.”
Yang Haitao sat up with difficulty and mumbled, ” “I don’t have the strength. Bring me my pajamas.”
“Where are the pajamas?”
“It’s hanging in the closet behind you. It’s a set of dark gray plaid pajamas.”
Song Xuan opened the wardrobe and saw that it was neat and tidy. A set of dark gray plaid pajamas made it difficult for people to think of the rich second generation, yang Haitao, who had a greasy hair and a pink briefcase. His taste was really good and stable these days.
