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"What's the best way?" Cheng Yuanlin sat up, feeling uncomfortable all over, and planned to take a shower directly after talking on the phone.

"Since we only need to give Yang Jianzhong a good reputation, then we can ask Jianzhong to promote Grandpa Cheng's donation to the nursing home. This will give Yang Jianzhong a good impression, and Grandpa Cheng should cooperate." Yan Yan Xiaoxiao thinks this is the best way to achieve the best of both worlds. It can allow Yang Jianzhong to get the fame and fortune he wants, and also allow Cheng Zehua to express his gratitude to the nursing home.

The most important thing is that such a banquet can openly let everyone know that Cheng Zexin is Cheng Zehua's younger brother.

Hearing her plan, Cheng Yuanlin also thought it was very good. Grandpa has been saying recently that he will hold a large banquet next time, so that everyone can get to know Cheng Zexin. The media, it's not official, he wants to give Cheng Zexin a solemn and grand banquet, announcing to everyone in Qing City that his brother has returned home.

This idea is exactly in line with Grandpa's meaning.

"Yan Xiaoxiao, this idea is very good, thank you." He thanked you restrainedly. In fact, his heart had already started clamoring. He didn't want to be so polite to Yan Xiaoxiao. On the contrary, every time he was in front of Yan Xiaoxiao, he would feel that he was a A particularly emotional boy, he knows that this state is not good, Cheng Yuanlin forced himself to be the self who is a bit cold in the eyes of others

"Why do you say thank you? I still have to thank you. If you hadn't saved me, I didn't know what would have happened last night." Yan Xiaoxiao was very happy to hear that her suggestion was adopted, but Cheng Yuanlin was too polite Well, why say thank you to yourself.

But thinking about it, the two of them really didn't seem to be friends. After all, there are so many people in their circle, how many people can remember when they come and go?
Thinking of this makes me feel a little down.

"That's what it should be. I'll go to Yang Cheng to discuss it first, and I'll hang up first." Cheng Yuanlin hung up the phone in a hurry, and Yan Xiaoxiao's voice was like a stone to him, constantly lingering in the lake of his heart Knock out the pattern.

Looking for Yang Cheng, he didn't answer the phone call, and he didn't reply to the message. It seemed that he was angry with himself.

After taking a shower, Cheng Yuanlin put on his clothes and went downstairs. He wanted to go to Yang's house to find him, so he happened to discuss this matter with Yang Jianzhong.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw the waiter at the door pushing a large cart of wine waiting, who can drink so much, such a thought flashed in Cheng Yuanlin's mind, and subconsciously looked over with the sound of the door opening.

Yang Cheng!It turned out to be Yang Cheng.

It seems that he changed to a bar like himself, and dad got drunk by himself, but is it necessary to drink in such a posture this early in the morning, the body is caused by his own tossing, and he suffers.

Cheng Yuanlin felt sour in his heart, if it wasn't for him, he probably wouldn't be in such pain.

Walking over, following the bartender after he entered, Yang Cheng was overjoyed at first when he saw him, but immediately his face dropped.

"What are you doing here? Get out!" Yang Cheng shouted angrily.
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Cheng Yuanlin walked in with a cold face, his tall figure brought out a fierce aura, he was in a bad mood, for such a big man, Yang Cheng was still so incapable of taking care of himself, so self-willed.

Looking at the wine bottles all over the room, his heart ached.

"Drinking so much and still drinking, do you want to die?" Kicking away the wine bottle at your feet, it's all messed up, beer, red wine, and white wine, I really think my life is too long.

Yang Cheng's nose is sore, Cheng Yuanlin, why are you still caring about me now, we have nothing to do with each other.

For Yang Cheng, Yang Jianzhong's scolding would make him unhappy, and he would drink away his sorrows, but he always had a limit, as long as he thought that Cheng Yuanlin was not his friend last night, he couldn't help wanting to drink. Bottle, two bottles, the more I drank, the more I drank, the more I became sober. I felt that I was delayed by the pain and couldn't get away.

Early this morning, that feeling came back again. Although my head hurts, it is not as good as the pain in my heart.

"Who are you, why do you care about me?" Yang Cheng shouted violently, walked to the small cart, picked up a bottle of Lafite and poured it into his mouth.

It's a pity that this good wine is just poured down like plain water, and it probably doesn't taste the taste.

"Yang Cheng, we have been friends for so many years, do you really want to break it up? Don't be angry, why can't you think about my helplessness?" Cheng Yuanlin calmed down and spoke, he didn't want this kind of tension The atmosphere continued.

"You have nothing to do, I think you are very happy, Yan Xiaoxiao's taste is very good!" Yang Cheng deliberately stimulated Cheng Yuanlin, he doesn't want to see him now, and he doesn't want to think of Cheng Yuanlin's way of not caring about himself.

Hearing this sentence, Cheng Yuanlin was really angry.

"Shut up, Yang Cheng, how did you become like this? I told you that Yan Xiaoxiao is our family's benefactor. Before you speak, think about whether you are worthy of your identity!"

"It doesn't matter. Who in Qing City doesn't know that I, Yang Cheng, am the second generation ancestor." Yang Cheng simply smashed the cans and smashed the cans. Looking at Cheng Yuanlin's stately appearance, he didn't want to become like this, but he was already like a piece of mud He was criticized by the whole city.

"Don't give up on yourself, no one has the right to write your life for you except yourself, Yang Cheng, I'm here this time to tell you that we have thought of a way to help your father."

"Really! What way?" Hearing this sentence, Yang Cheng was very excited. He was excited that he could give his father an explanation, and he was also excited that Cheng Yuanlin still cared about this friendship, otherwise he would not think of a way for him.

I am in a good mood and my eyes are bright.

"Let Yang Jianzhong come forward and invite my grandfather to invest in the nursing home. You know that caring for the elderly has always been a matter of extra points for yourself. After this incident, your father's status will definitely rise to a higher level in Qing City." Cheng Yuanlin stepped forward to snatch it. The wine bottle in Yang Cheng's hand, once such news came out, he would no longer need to drink to drown his sorrows.

"Really? Is your grandfather willing?" Yang Cheng was a little worried. Cheng Zehua had never been such an easy-going person.

"I will definitely be willing. I want grandpa to announce the news of my second uncle's return at the charity dinner."

"That's great, you're still a buddy, aren't you angry with me?" Yang Cheng came up and patted Cheng Yuanlin's shoulder vigorously. It's good that his friend is back.

Seeing Yang Cheng's happy appearance, Cheng Yuanlin felt a sense of satisfaction and happiness in his heart.

This is not the case with friends, there is no knot that cannot be untied.

"Come, come, I must have a drink this time, and I apologize to you." Yang Cheng was a little embarrassed to say those words, so he simply picked up the wine and kept everything in silence.

Cheng Yuanlin took it with a smile, took off his coat, and originally planned to drink a little, but he drank more and more in the end.

It was a hangover, so it didn't take long for both of them to be drunk.

Cheng Yuanlin still had a semblance of reason, looking at Yang Cheng who was lying on the bed and fell asleep again, he wanted someone to send him home, no matter what he said, he couldn't stay home all day and all night.

He took out his phone and called the driver.

"Old Yang, you come to meet me, 3411, take us back." After saying this, he hung up the phone in a daze, and fell asleep himself.

Yan Xiaoxiao on the other side of the phone looked distressed, what's the matter, Cheng Yuanlin drank too much again, the voice must be that she mistook her number for the driver?
But Yan Xiaoxiao didn't have the phone number of Cheng's family, and she didn't know who to contact except Cheng Yuanlin.

After tidying up, I took my bag and went, and people called me, so it's not good to ignore it.

After knocking on the door for a long time, Cheng Yuanlin came over to open the door with a dazed head. After seeing Yan Xiaoxiao, he shook his head vigorously. Could it be a hallucination?

"Yan Xiaoxiao?" He called out tentatively, rubbing his head, still a little dazed.

"Well, it's me." Yan Xiaoxiao stood at the door, saw that he was unsteady, and helped him in.

"Why are you here?" Cheng Yuanlin smelled the faint fragrance on Yan Xiaoxiao's clothes and his mind became clearer.

"You called me, why don't you come? Why is Yang Cheng here too?" Seeing another person lying in the room, Yan Xiaoxiao's expression turned a little dark.

"I met this morning and drank some wine together. Can you drive?"

"Yes, why, you want me to take you home?" Yan Xiaoxiao squinted, it was okay to send Cheng Yuanlin, but she was not happy to send Yang Cheng.

"Well, okay?" Cheng Yuanlin picked up his coat and looked ready to leave, as if he was sure that Yan Xiaoxiao had no other choice.

"I'm just worrying about my life." Yan Xiaoxiao sighed helplessly, and wanted to help Yang Cheng up from the bed, but the helplessly drunk Yang Cheng was like a big iron block, and she spent a lot of effort just to lift Yang Cheng up. Cheng moved slightly towards the side of the bed.

Cheng Yuanlin came to help, and the three went downstairs swaying left and right.

"Go to the underground parking lot and look for the Rolls-Royce by the east wall. The black one is my car. We'll wait for you here." Cheng Yuanlin supported Yang Cheng, and he was a little weak and couldn't stand steadily.

Rolls-Royce, rich people really know how to play, change a car in a few days.

After going through all kinds of twists and turns, I finally got Yang Cheng home. Yang Jianzhong was not there, Cheng Yuanlin was relieved, Yan Xiaoxiao's cheeks were flushed, and carrying Yang Cheng for a step was more tiring than running 800 meters. Is he a pig?

Cheng Yuanlin snickered, and put his arm on her shoulder, "I'm a little weak, help me."

Yan Xiaoxiao's body was stiff, looking at his long eyelashes, smooth cheeks, and thin, slightly pink lips, her heart beat like a drum.

He quickly turned his face back, no longer looking at that monstrous face.

How could he look so good-looking, his face turned even redder, this time he was ashamed.

Feeling Yan Xiaoxiao's change, Cheng Yuanlin snickered in his heart, perhaps because of his drunkenness, the bad factors in his heart became active, and he kept leaning on Yan Xiaoxiao.

Soft, soft, really comfortable.

And the smell of fresh shampoo.

He closed his eyes contentedly, and let Yan Xiaoxiao help him walk to the car.

Opening the car door, Yan Xiaoxiao wanted to push him into the back seat, but he refused to go in, didn't speak, just kept holding on to the frame of the car, refusing to go in.

Yan Xiaoxiao was helpless, "Get in the car quickly, get in the car early and go home early."

"Well~ go to the co-pilot, the back seat is bumped." After saying this in a daze, he closed his eyes again.

Yan Xiaoxiao felt that he was really drunk and stupid. It turned out that Cheng Yuanlin was so mentally retarded when he was drunk. Hey, Rolls-Royce, it doesn't feel like riding on the roof of a car.

There was no way, and she moved him to the co-pilot with difficulty and stuffed him in. When she lowered her head, her hair brushed Cheng Yuanlin's face, fluffy, but Cheng Yuanlin felt a sense of happiness overflowing.

It's so nice and comfortable.

The corners of the mouth curved into a beautiful arc unconsciously, as if in a beautiful dream.