After rebirth, I inherited my ex-husband’s inheritance worth hundreds of billions

Everyone looked at Fu Yanshen one after another.

"What is truth or dare?" Fu Yanshen leaned close to my ear and asked doubtfully.

As he spoke, his warm breath sprayed my cheeks with a strong smell of alcohol.

I:"……"

It’s been two rounds and he still hasn’t understood the rules of the game.

Are you drunk?

I turned to face his blushing cheeks with blurred eyes.

"To be honest, I will be asked some sharp questions, involving personal privacy, and taking risks is a punishment, such as being punished to kiss the wall, or lick the table, or who to shine shoes for." I explained to him.

"Kissing the wall...kissing you is more than enough."

He listened carefully and muttered words that only I could hear.

I:"……"

He was very drunk.

"Mr. Fu, are you going to play or not? If you don't play, you will be punished with drinking, starting from three drinks!"

Luoluo stood at the end of the long dining table, knocked on the table, and urged.

Fu Yanshen: "I choose... to tell the truth."

To be honest, it's better to muddle through, he is still quite sober.

"I want to ask something. Do you think there is anything you want to ask Mr. Fu?" Luoluo touched her chin with her fingers, thinking, and then asked the others.

Hearing this, the second-generation young masters and daughters present all raised their heads, and their eyes lit up.

But no one dared to say anything.

Fu Yanshen rarely appeared in this circle before. Now, his social circle is their father's generation, and they are in awe of him.

At this time, Ji Yan raised his hand, "Here I go! Mr. Fu, when was the first time you were attracted to a woman?"

He is yuppie and handsome, with a wicked smile on his lips.

As soon as he asked this question, all the girls present showed their gossipy eyes, and some of them glanced at me furtively.

After all, I am his ex-wife. There are different opinions on why we got divorced.

I drank lemonade calmly.

"That day was her 20th birthday. She came out of the villa happily in a red dress..."

Fu Yanshen's voice was like sandpaper polishing a table, magnetic and dull.

I froze, a distant and blurry scene from when I first met him came to my mind, and in a flash, I curled my lips and looked down upon him.

He is lying and deceiving.

"As soon as she raised her head, her bright and flamboyant appearance caught my sight and went straight into my heart." The man added.

I was stunned and couldn't believe that Fu Yanshen would say such affectionate words in public, even if it was a lie.

Turning around, Fu Yanshen's eyes seemed as gentle as water, staring straight at me. The deep affection in his eyes was not concealed at all, and was as turbulent as the sea.

I secretly clenched the glass of water.

"Mr. Fu is talking about Qiao Qiao, right? I was there the day Qiao Qiao turned 20, and she told us excitedly that you were her bodyguard." The daughter of the Xu family smiled deeply and asked Fu Yan deeply.

"Wow...I remember, I remember, that day -"

"Come on, let's continue playing!" Luo Luo took control of the situation in time and helped me skip this topic.

In the next round, by chance, the bottle mouth was pointed at Song Sinan opposite me.

The rich people cheered excitedly.

"Boss, please tell the truth and satisfy everyone's curiosity!" Luo Luoyang laughed, "What do you want to ask?"

"Does the male god have someone you like?"

“I want to know the male god’s criteria for choosing a mate!”

The daughters asked excitedly.

Song Sinan pursed his lips and smiled. His delicate and ascetic long white fingers clasped the knot of his tie, slightly loosened it, and unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

He raised his chin and looked at me, his clear and bright eyes gradually filled with mist, "I have a crush on me. From middle school to the present, I have always... missed her."

"There is no standard for choosing a spouse. Whether it is a good match or not, loving someone means accepting everything about them. She is the best in my heart."

Song Sinan seemed to be answering everyone's questions. As he spoke, a pair of beautiful eyes stared at me for a moment.

I know that what he said was meant for me.

"Wow...the male god really has his heart!"

"who is it?"

"Hey, didn't you see that the boss was looking at Qiao Qiao when he was talking? The boss had a crush on Qiao Qiao when he was in middle school, and Qiao Qiao also had a crush on him back then!"

The rich people all made guesses, Luoluo said bluntly.

There was a "thump" and the tabletop shook.

Everyone was silent and looked at Fu Yanshen, including me.

Fu Yanshen had just drank a full glass of whiskey in one gulp. When he put the glass down, the heavy bottom of the glass hit the table with a heavy sound.

He was shooting diagonally at Song Sinan opposite me, his thin lips pressed into a straight line, his eyes red, and his fingers tightly squeezing the cup.

The smell of alcohol and violence on his body was getting heavier and heavier.

Does he want to fight Song Sinan again?

"Everyone, it's getting late. I have to go to work tomorrow morning, so I have to leave first." I stood up, said in a loud voice, and left.

I don’t want them to get into conflict because of me.

"It's time for me to go back and catch up on jet lag. Qiaoqiao, I'll go with you."

Song Sinan followed me.

Seeing us leaving, Luo Luo and Ji Yan didn't want to continue playing in this Qing bar. They wanted to move their positions and continue playing.

When a group of people were about to leave Qingba, I looked back.

Fu Yanshen was the only one left at the long table just now, and he was lying on the table.

Was drunk?

I frowned and followed Song Sinan out of the Qing Bar.

The noisy streets, neon lights flashing, and the warm evening breeze blow away the air conditioning from the body.

A black Ghost with an elegant and solemn appearance parked on the side of the road. Song Sinan turned sideways and faced me.

"Qiaoqiao, let me see you off. Where do you live now?"

he said suavely.

I raised my lips and looked at him with a smile in my eyes, "Brother Sinan, thank you. However, I drove here and I haven't had any alcohol. I won't bother you. You can go back and rest early."

"Then... drive slowly on the road and pay attention to safety." He warned me in a gentle voice.

Gentleman like always, never pushing anything on me.

I nodded, waved goodbye to him, and watched his car leave.

People were coming in and out of the Qingba bar, but Fu Yanshen was still nowhere to be seen coming out.

I called Lin Xiao and told him that Fu Yanshen was drunk and asked him to call someone to pick him up.

"Ah? I'm in Africa, and the signal here is terrible. What did you say-" Before Lin Xiao could finish his words, the call was interrupted.

Is he in Africa?

Why didn’t I know when he ran away?

Besides, what is he doing in a place like that?

I suspect he is lying to me.

When he called again, Lin Xiao had already turned off his phone.

In the bar, the long table was empty, and Fu Yanshen was nowhere to be seen.

"Manager, there is a gentleman in the bathroom. His cheeks are flushed, his chest is tight and short of breath, and he looks very painful. He looks like he is allergic to alcohol!" A male waiter walked to the bar and said hurriedly.

I frowned and walked to the bathroom with long strides.

In the bar aisle with a simple black and white design, a man dressed in black is leaning against the white wall with his buttocks bent over. From a distance, he looks weak and weak.

I walked up to him quickly. His back rose and fell sharply as he breathed, and his cheeks were flushed, all the way to his neck and ears.

"Fu Yanshen, are you feeling unwell? Do you want to go to the hospital?" I frowned and asked him eagerly.

The man slowly turned his head, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "Didn't you abandon me and run away with Song?"

He asked drunkenly, with a tone of resentment.

I:"……"

The bar manager brought two bottles of mineral water, and Fu Yanshen took them himself and drank them in big gulps.

In this case, he should go to the hospital, right?

I wasn't sure, so I called Xu Xun.

Xu Xun made a direct video call for face-to-face consultation and consultation.

"Breathing easier, I won't die." Fu Yan replied to Xu Xun impatiently.

"Ms. Sheng, his difficulty in breathing is due to alcohol allergy and laryngeal edema, which can lead to suffocation in severe cases. Now the symptoms are relieved. He does not need to go to the hospital. He needs to rest in bed and drink a lot of water, preferably electrolyte water... I will send you the specific care methods. on the phone."

"Ok."

After ending the video call, I gave the man with red cheeks a white look and said, "I'm still drinking if I can't."

I remember that he drank three small glasses of white wine before, and he looked very serious and painful.

"Who told you to let me go...!" Fu Yanshen raised his head, stared at me with resentful eyes, and complained in his tone.

"I——" He stopped talking.

There seemed to be no need to explain to him.

"Call your driver to come over and take you back." After I said that, I turned around and left.

I had just taken two steps when Fu Yanshen came from behind and wrapped his arms around my waist. His heavy weight leaned against me, and I almost fell face-first to the ground.

"I watched them cooking in the afternoon and prepared for a long time. You...you came here to pick up the wind for Song...and..." The man lay on my back and muttered drunkenly.

"Fu Yanshen, let go of me first."

I struggled, but he didn't move at all. The weight of his whole body was pressing on me. I called many times, but he didn't reply to me. He seemed to be asleep.

With the help of the waiter at the bar, I finally got Fu Yanshen into the car.

The drunk man looked dead. When he got downstairs from the apartment, he was still half drunk and half awake. I carried him into the elevator with difficulty and reached the bedroom, sweating all over and panting from exhaustion.

"Lie down quickly and I'll get you some water."

As soon as I finished saying this, Fu Yanshen hugged me and lay down together.

The man turned over, wrapped his arms and legs around me, pressed my body, making me unable to move, and buried his face into the side of my neck.

The strong smell of alcohol made me frown and crane my neck to avoid it.

"You were indifferent to what I said sincerely, but when he spoke, you looked at him lovingly..."

Tell the truth.

Does he mean that he also fell in love with me at first sight?

A man's mouth is deceptive.

I pulled his arm away.

As soon as I loosened it a little, he tightened his grip around my waist again like soft iron.

"He met you so many years before me...you have a crush on him, and he has a crush on you..."

His tone was full of strong sourness.

It was also the first time that I heard this person say so many delicious-sounding things to me, and it was still in a sour and humble tone.

Rather than cynicism or humiliation.

"You still think of me as his replacement...!" Fu Yanshen's tone became more and more sour, and he tightened his arms tighter and tighter.

Yinluo, sucked and kissed my neck hard, and as if holding me wasn't enough, he turned over and pressed me...