Mainly because he gave too much money

Zhou Ziyi managed to open his eyes.

Then he saw Yan Xiuji's face, which was blurry, and he didn't know if the entrance was not bright enough, or the alcohol was too high.

Zhou Ziyi closed his eyes again.

"Get up." Yan Xiuji looked down at him, "Go back to your room and sleep."

Not to mention moving, Zhou Ziyi didn't give a single reaction.He was really bored, although there was a momentary thought of struggling, it was just a fleeting thought.

President Yan frowned.

The temperature is not too hot now, and the temperature in the morning is even more chilly.Zhou Ziyi lying on the floor and sleeping like this, maybe he got hangover first or caught a cold first.

Yan Xiuji really couldn't see this "a spread" lying at the door, so he squatted down.As he approached, the smell of alcohol on the young man became stronger, making President Yan's frown even worse.He looked at the young man's flushed face and closed eyes, and his eyes fell on his eyelashes unconsciously.

Last night, some girls who posted photos of Zhou Ziyi playing golf said he was a mascara.

President Yan Da still thought it was absurd at the time, what makes eyelashes perfect, are all the words that describe people's good looks so weird now?But now seeing a real person, carefully looking at the other person's eyelashes, Yan Xiuji suddenly had another idea.

——It's...that's not wrong.

Mr. Yan secretly labeled the young man "Eyelash Essence", then endured the smell of alcohol on his body, and took his arm: "Wake up, at least go to the sofa."

Zhou Ziyi subconsciously withdrew his hand: "Don't...don't care about me..."

While speaking, he still tried to move—turned over and leaned against the wall, facing the wall.

Yan Xiuji heard him muttering, but he couldn't hear clearly, he could barely hear a few words: "Don't block...the road..."

Come on, he still knows how to lie carelessly in the entrance to block the way, shrinking to the side to reduce the obstacle area.

But is this what Yan Xiuji said?

The chief executive frowned for a few seconds, then pulled him back.Zhou Ziyi swayed, and subconsciously opened his eyes again. Before he could react, Yan Xiuji grabbed his wrist and pulled him to sit up.

"...?" Zhou Ziyi stared in confusion, trying to turn his chaotic mind to understand the current situation.Then he just watched, Yan Xiuji suddenly hugged him.

Zhou Ziyi:! ! !

To be precise, Yan always put his hands through Zhou Ziyi's armpits, looped them around his back, and locked them.The man's head was on Zhou Ziyi's shoulder, and a voice rang in his ear: "If you can hug my neck, hug me."

Zhou Ziyi felt that the voice was hot, and it made him numb all over.Subconsciously following the instructions, his hands wrapped around Yan Xiuji's neck.

Yan Xiuji realized that he was just clasping hands, not holding them tight, and he didn't bother to direct.He grabbed Zhou Ziyi, took advantage of the situation and got up together, and brought Zhou Ziyi up together in one go.Mr. Yan was overjoyed, thinking that he had succeeded, but suddenly felt that the heavy Zhou Ziyi was about to fall again, and hugged him for a while!

Yan Xiuji subconsciously supported the wall next to him, and also pushed Zhou Ziyi, who was about to fall backwards, against it.

"Uh!"

Zhou Ziyi didn't fall down this time, but his head was knocked straight, and his whole face was wrinkled the moment he pressed against the wall.

Yan Xiuji was startled: "Sorry."

"It's okay..." Zhou Ziyi's alcoholism added to his head bumping, and he became dizzy. The only effect was to load back his lip skills, "What are you doing with me..."

He was drunk, and his mind of recognizing posture was quite clear.Now President Yan is holding the wall with one hand, and hugging his waist with the other. He is still leaning against the wall—isn't it just the wall?

"What nonsense?" Yan Xiuji narrowed his eyes, "I just want to take you to the sofa."

Zhou Ziyi didn't know if he understood or not: "Oh..."

Yan Xiuji said again: "If you wake up, go by yourself...Huh?!"

Zhou Ziyi suddenly threw himself into Yan Xiuji's arms.

It's not that she didn't have the strength to bump into him, but she clearly approached him, hugged him, and hugged his waist tightly with both hands.

Yan Xiuji was about to explode: "What are you doing!"

Zhou Ziyi rubbed his head against him: "Brother...you are so kind."

"I think you are really drunk!" Yan Xiuji was held tightly by the young man, almost unable to move.The oppression of strength, the heat of the body, and the strong smell of alcohol all made Yan Xiuji feel restless in his heart.His breathing seemed to be tightening, and his heart was beating harder.

He held Zhou Ziyi's shoulder and wanted to push him away, but he heard Zhou Ziyi say: "Only you treat me well...you are the best."

Yan Xiuji froze for a moment.

He thought that Zhou Ziyi should be very happy to win a big game. Why now, listening to the voice, it seems that he is about to cry?

And Zhou Ziyi said "you are the best" to him, Yan Xiuji couldn't believe it was said to himself.

Since childhood, Yan Xiuji has received many comments, some good and some bad, but he has never heard such a comment.Yan Xiuji's relatives and friends generally think that he is reliable, stable, and has his own ideas when getting along, but no one has ever said "you are the best to me" as straightforwardly as Zhou Ziyi.

Yan Xiuji couldn't even think of what he could do well with Zhou Ziyi.

"You can see who I am." Yan Xiuji guessed that Zhou Ziyi must have drunk too much and recognized the wrong person, "Stop talking nonsense."

"I can see clearly." Zhou Ziyi was still clinging to his arms, but raised his head and looked at him, "Aren't you my brother?"

Yan Xiuji: "Which brother?"

"Brother Yan! Who else is there?" Zhou Ziyi was a little dizzy after watching too much, and leaned back on the man's shoulder, "Yan Xiuji, why don't you even know yourself."

Yan Xiuji: ...you listen to what you said.

The chief executive thinks that Zhou Ziyi must be talking nonsense after drinking too much, even if he is really telling the truth, he can't believe it all.He wanted to put Zhou Ziyi on the sofa, but Zhou Ziyi tied him, hanging on him like a weight.

"How can there be such a good person like you in the world, brother, what would I do without you..." Zhou Ziyi was still mumbling to and fro in his arms, "Without you, I would be finished!"

Zhou Ziyi was actually still drunk, but what he said was not completely nonsense.

It can even be said that he spit out the truth after drinking.

The performance of those so-called playmates in the past, Sheffield's words and deeds, all these represent how other people view his situation and how he views his marriage.Even if they won a few games against Sheffield, it would only increase the conversation of those people.For Zhou Ziyi himself, apart from venting his anger for a while, and the gambling money, which is a drop in the bucket compared to the debt, it will not have a greater impact on his future life.

Only Yan Xiuji, compared to the others, seemed even rarer.

He gave Zhou Ziyi so much money, but didn't ask for much.Respect, equality, these are intangible, but they are the most important.Zhou Ziyi used to say that Yan Xiuji was troublesome, cold, and difficult to get along with, but Zhou Ziyi knew how precious it was, and was grateful to him from the bottom of his heart.It's just that before, Zhou Ziyi always insisted on "keeping some face".He deliberately gets along with Yan Xiuji as an equal, not letting others see his bluff, and he will not be honest about his thoughts on Yan Xiuji.

But today, he was positively stimulated by Sheffield, and he suddenly felt that Yan Xiuji was much better than a scum like Sheffield, a hundred times, a thousand times, ten thousand times better.Even Yan Xiuji's so-called minor problems are just some cute little embellishments, in short...anywhere is good!

If you have to choose a man to spend the rest of your life with, you have to pick Yan Xiuji, Sheffield is nothing!

Zhou Ziyi's courage and innermost thoughts were completely washed out by alcohol.

He hugged Yan Xiuji and screamed: "Brother, if you kick me out, I won't be able to survive! I'll just jump off the bridge..."

"Why are you crazy?" Yan Xiuji frowned, "Don't say such things."

"Yeah!" Zhou Ziyi agreed indiscriminately, "I have nothing left, I will listen to you, what do you say. Brother, you are the best for me, there is really no one else, I know. Thank you, Thanks……"

Listening to his continuous thanks, Yan Xiuji suddenly realized something.

Was it after meeting his classmates...remembering the past?

Remember when he was down and down, he went to those people for help, but was turned away?

Yan Xiuji suddenly felt that those so-called friends of Zhou Ziyi in the past ignored Zhou Ziyi when he was in trouble, and invited him to a party after Zhou Ziyi married him.There are also quite a few people who seem to be intimately posting photos of Zhou Ziyi's playing and his status... It's really ironic.

I don't know if those people said something weird to Zhou Ziyi last night, which made Zhou Ziyi like this.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiuji simply asked the person who was curled up in his arms: "What did others say to you yesterday?"

Zhou Ziyi's rainbow fart was interrupted, and he was at a loss: "...Huh?"

"I'm asking you, did you hear what someone said about you last night?" Yan Xiuji asked again, fearing that he might not be able to understand after drinking too much, he explained, "What makes you unhappy?"

Zhou Ziyi actually understood it, and laughed aloud: "Brother...you, you want me to make a small report with you?"

"Yes." Yan Xiuji was really entangled by him, so he simply hugged him back to prevent him from falling, "You marry me, if others target you, they just don't give me face."

"Wow...that's so cool!" Zhou Ziyi wanted to wink at Yan Xiuji, but his condition was so bad that his expression was messed up.

Like a little bit.

Yan Xiuji didn't bother to worry about it now, he just said, "So, is there any?"

"...No." Zhou Ziyi smiled, "Hey, yes, I dare not be blatant. The only one who is so bold... I scored 147 points! By the way, I scored 147 today! Snooker! Brother, Am I good?"

"I saw it, it's amazing." Yan Xiuji saw that he was suddenly happy again, so he decided to make him happier, so as not to fall back into that weird depressed state, "I'll give you a bonus."

"Hey...?!" Zhou Ziyi was very sensitive to money, and his eyes widened, "Really?"

"Really." Yan Xiuji felt that he was a little more awake, and took the opportunity to say, "But let me go now, go back to sleep, and I will give it to you when I wake up."

"Really?" Zhou Ziyi was still asking repeatedly, "Really really really?"

"If you ask again, it's fake." Yan Xiuji said, "Give it up and go back to the room."

Zhou Zi heard that he didn't let go of him immediately, but hugged him, raised his head again, and looked at him.

Looking into his bright eyes, Yan Xiuji felt an ominous premonition in his heart, and his heart beat suddenly.

"Brother, you are really the most...the best!"

After Zhou Ziyi finished speaking, he leaned forward and gave the man a loud MUA on the face, and then let go!

President Yan Da exploded on the spot: "Zhou Ziyi!!!"