Back in the office, Murong Qing said to Song Yang: "I'm tired, I need to sleep for a while, if there is anything in the company, I will ask my sister to deal with it first."

"You, are you okay, or go to the hospital to see, I think your complexion is not very good!" Song Yang looked at Murong Qing's pale face and asked cautiously.

"My illness can't be cured by the hospital, I'll just rest." Murong Qing locked the door of the office.

Murong Qing was lying on the sofa with tears streaming down his face. He closed his eyes and thought about Ji Suanran's helpless look when he delivered the tea, and the tears in the corners of Ji Suanran's eyes when he left. In fact, he was in more pain...

He got up and lit a cigarette, he took a big drag, he was choking and coughing because he didn't know how to smoke, he slammed the cigarette out in the ashtray, and got himself a big glass of wine.

Murong Qing has always been bad at drinking alcohol, but now he can't stop being addicted to that spicy and stimulating drink, one cup, two cups, three cups...

Murong Qing didn't know how much he drank, he fell asleep on the sofa hugging Ji Suoran's photo on his phone, he couldn't remember how many times he got drunk like this after breaking up with Ji Suoran.Now he deeply understands how happy it is to fall asleep without knowing or remembering anything.

"What's wrong with Qing'er?" Murong Xue asked worriedly while standing at the door of Murong Qing's office.

"Boss Mu said he was tired and wanted to sleep for a while."

"You worked overtime again last night?"

"No."

"How long has he been asleep?"

"It's been two hours." Song Yang looked at his watch and said.

"Did you work overtime yesterday? Why did you sleep for so long? Did you go to gather strength today?" Murong Xue suddenly remembered something.

"Yes."

"He, is he——, so you open the door!" Murong Xue hesitated to speak.

"Mr. Mu, he, he will be angry." Song Yang said in embarrassment. Recently, Murong Qing's temper is really weird, and he doesn't want to step on it.

"Open the door, I want to go in and have a look, I'm taking care of something." Murong Xue said worriedly.

"Please don't embarrass me. I really can't do it. He has been tired recently." Song Yang knew a thing or two about Murong Qing's affairs, he knew that Murong Qing's nature was mostly forbearance.

"Is he like this often recently?" Murong Xue was even more worried.

"A few times."

"Alas—" Murong Xue sighed deeply.

"Sister Xue, what are you doing?" Bai Xinyan walked over.

"It's nothing, Xinyan, are you here to look for Qing'er?" Murong Xue asked with a smile.

"It's almost noon, I'll come to him for lunch."

"He, he's been a little tired recently, he's sleeping, or you can go to my office and do it first." Murong Xue said with a smile.

"Okay, Murong is really tired recently, let him sleep more." Bai Xinyan said very virtuously.

When they arrived at Murong Xue's office, the two of them had their own concerns, and the conversations were inconsistent. It was 12:30 and there was no news from Song Yang or Murong Qing. Bai Xinyan couldn't sit still.

"How about we go over and have a look?" Bai Xinyan asked worriedly.

"Alright!"

The two went over and Murong Qing had just finished washing, but Murong Xue still smelled faintly of alcohol.

"You, don't be too tired." Murong Xue said with a sigh.

"Why are you so tired? Seeing the two beauties suddenly refreshed. What are you eating? I'll treat you." Murong Qing picked up his phone and habitually checked if there was any important news just now, but Ji Suoran's photo suddenly appeared After coming out, Bai Xinyan at the side saw it clearly, but she didn't explode, but buried her resentment towards Ji Suoran in her heart.

She hated Ji Suoran, and also had some resentment towards Murong Qing, but Murong Qing's possessiveness and love continued unabated.

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