Prodigal son

After Qiao Jingan drank the whole glass of wine, her complexion did not change at all. She only felt that the wine was sweet and slightly astringent. Although it did not taste as good as the old Nurhong, it was still good for quenching thirst.

"If everyone who appreciates red wine is like this, the owner of the winery won't be pissed off." Zhuo Xi teased and poured wine for Qiao Jingan again. "Red wine is about tasting, not booze. Do you think this is Erguotou?"

Qiao Jingan frowned slightly, "What's wrong with Erguotou, there are no people who drink Erguotou, how can you drink this kind of wine?" He was born into a family, and he was educated not to underestimate anyone, even if that person might be a beggar on the street .The Duan family has been prominent for nearly 200 years, which is not unrelated to these ancestral teachings.

The smile on Zhuo Xi's face froze, Qiao Jingan said this in the slightest manner, and he felt a little annoyed. He put the wine bottle on the wine rack on the table, snorted, and ignored Qiao Jingan.

However, Qiao Chen gave Qiao Jing'an a strange look. Ever since the two of them lived together, he had never been so sharp. Could it be that he was drunk?

"Xiao An, you make a lot of sense," Guan Qi patted Qiao Jingan's shoulder with a smile, "Don't bother with him, someone should have talked about him long ago." After thinking about it, it's time for someone to wipe his face.

"Drinking is just for fun, come on," Guan Qi handed the red wine to Qiao Jingan's hand, "How can a person who sticks to the rules know how to let go of everything to have fun." After speaking, she tilted her head and drank a glass of red wine.

Qiao Jingan glanced at the dark red wine in the glass, and said with a smile, "It is said that women can sometimes let go more than men. I saw you today, and it's true." After drinking the wine in the glass, he said seriously , "I don't think this kind of wine is very good. If there is a good wine that has been around for a hundred years, it will be full of taste. I don't understand why the people here are arty and put on these postures. You must know that the real nobility is in the Inside, nothing else is outdated."

Guan Qi's eyes changed slightly, then she smiled and said, "Xiao An, are you drunk?"

Qiao Jingan realized that he had slipped his words, and tightened his grip on the cup. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Qiao Chen. Seeing that he was talking with Gu Xun, he withdrew his gaze and bowed his head in silence.

"Whatever song you want to sing, I'll order it for you," Guan Qi smiled, "There are a lot of songs here, as long as you can name them."

Qiao Jing'an felt that his head was a little dizzy. He remembered a song he had just learned a few days ago. Although it was sung by a woman, the lyrics were very charming, and the feeling of singing it should be very good.

The song "Shui Tuo Ge Tou" sung by Qiao Jing'an lacked the femininity of a woman and added the free and easy style of a man. Qiao Chen held Qiao Jing'an's hand and lightly touched the coffee table with the other hand.

"As expected of Brother Xiaoan, what he sings is what he looks like," Wei Qi said with a smile, "The sheep and sheep song just now is also very cute."

Qiao Chen turned to look at him, "It's called "I Think I'm a Sheep", you remember wrong."

Wei Qi's hand holding the wine glass trembled, and when he said such a thing with such a serious expression, he gave a dry cough and put down the wine glass, "Ah, you are quite familiar."

Qiao Chen withdrew his gaze and remained silent. He often accompanied Qiao Jingan to watch a few plump and white sheep. Are you not familiar with it?

"Nung, moon and new moon."

Hearing this sentence, Qiao Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and he turned his head to look at Qiao Jingan, and found that there was a trace of nostalgia in his eyes, and the emotion in it was beyond his comprehension.

Many celebrities came to the dinner party held by An's family, and Lin's and Liang's were also invited. Lin Shu held a glass of wine to deal with the crowd. Halfway through the reception, he went to rest in a corner, and Liang Qiang came out after a while.

"Qiao Chen didn't show up tonight." Liang Qiang sat down beside him, his tone a bit complicated, "I didn't expect Qiao Chen to choose to do this."

"An Jinlin's smile is quite ugly tonight." Lin Shu glanced around and said in a low voice, "Qiao Chen doesn't look like someone in this circle."

"That's not necessarily the case," Liang Qiang stretched his waist, "Maybe he has a better choice. After all, although the An family has measured a joint venture, its influence in our country is far less than that of the Qiao family. He will not participate tonight." At the reception, this attitude is too obvious."

Lin Shu frowned slightly. This was not Qiao Chen's usual way of doing things. Although the An family had spoken too much in front of the media this time, it was unexpected that Qiao Chen would be so shameless. After this reception, the Qiao family and the An family might I won't be in touch anymore.

A successful businessman will not be against interests, unless the interests are at risk...

Lin Shu suddenly thought of Qiao Jingan being chased and intercepted by reporters this afternoon. A thought flashed through his mind, but he quickly suppressed it. No matter how good Qiao Jingan's relationship with Qiao Chen was, it would be impossible for him not to associate with An's family because of such a matter.

He smiled, but Qiao Chen has this strength, even if he offends An's family, An's family would not dare to do anything, who called him Qiao Chen, the president of Qiao's.

"Hey, don't laugh so unfathomably," Liang Qiang bumped Lin Shu's waist with his elbow, "I just saw that your brother is very interested in Miss An."

Lin Shu sneered and said nothing, Liang Qiang couldn't say anything more seeing him like this.

"Xiao An, what's wrong with you?" After singing two songs, Qiao Jing'an put his head on Qiao Chen's lap. With the light of the display screen, Qiao Chen noticed that his face was a little red.

"Drinking several glasses of red wine, he might be drunk." Guan Qi put down the microphone and poked Qiao Jingan's fair face. "Didn't this kid like hanging out in bars the most before? Why did he get drunk after just a few glasses?"

Qiao Chen's face darkened, and he remembered that the survey data said that Qiao Jingan liked to go to bars, but he always got drunk, so he stopped Guan Qi from poking Qiao Jingan's face, "It's getting late, I'll take Xiaoan back."

"It's only after nine o'clock, and the nightlife hasn't started yet. How dare you say it's late?" Zhuo Xi raised his voice and said, "You didn't bring this oil bottle before, but you only came home in the middle of the night. Why are you a good man at home now? Well, that's too boring."

Carefully holding Qiao Jingan in his arms, Qiao Chen stood up, Wei Qi got up and helped him open the door, he nodded to Wei Qi, and then said to Zhuo Xi, "You say that because you haven't met someone who would let you It's just people who are willing to let go of these boring and empty night lives." Looking down at the boy in his arms who was rubbing against his chest like a cat, Qiao Chen's eyes were slightly warm, and he said goodbye to a few people and went out.

"He's your younger brother, not your wife," Zhuo Xi took a sullen breath, and unconsciously brought on Qiao Jingan's boldness when drinking red wine, "His younger brother made him willing to give up night life, what about his future wife?" ?”

Guan Qi looked up at the empty doorway, her brows slightly frowned.

Wei Qi closed the door and smiled warmly, "Isn't there a saying that brothers are like brothers and women are like clothes?"

Zhuo Xi drank the wine in the glass in one breath, and said with a sneer, "But whoever touches the man's clothes will have his hands and feet chopped off."

After listening to Wei Qi and Zhuo Xi's words, Gu Xun suddenly said, "Sometimes men may only want siblings, just like some women only want clothes and don't want men."

Zhuoxi asked blankly, "Don't want clothes, why run naked?"

"Ah," Gu Xun stroked his chin and smiled with the corners of his mouth raised, "there are still broken backs and lilies in the world." If Qiao Jingan wasn't Qiao Chen's younger brother, he would have suspected that Qiao Chen and Qiao Jingan had broken backs. No, it should be said yes Qiao Chen broke himself.

"I'm still splitting my sleeves." Zhuo Xi rolled his eyes, "Aren't you stupid, if Qiao Chen and Kid Qiao really have something, it's not a broken back, it's incest."

"Your thoughts are running too far, and I can't catch up," Wei Qi stuffed the two hands together, "Sing, think about something messy." Well, in fact, the incest between the two brothers is not bad, after all, now Qiao Chen smiled 30 percent more than before.

From the beginning to the end, Guan Qi drank in silence. She listened to Zhuo Xi and Gu Xun's singing, leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes.

Seeing Qiao Chen coming out, the driver hurried forward to open the door for him. After Qiao Chen put Qiao Jingan on the seat, he sat in and squeezed his hands that were a little sore. Xiao An seemed to have grown some flesh recently. It's a little hard to get up.

This action made Qiao Jingan open his eyes in a daze. He looked at the handsome cheek in front of him and muttered, "Who are you?"

Qiao Chen smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand to touch his flushed cheeks, "Don't talk when you're drunk, you'll be home soon." Then he raised his head and said to the driver, "Drive a little faster, remember to be safe."

The driver took the lead and overtook a BMW and Audi. Thinking about safety, he slowed down another 10 yards. Being a driver is actually not easy.

"It's nonsense. I have drunk a pot of Nurhong before, and I have never been drunk before. How could I get drunk so easily?" Qiao Jingan rubbed his head into Qiao Chen's arms, as if to ease the pain of being drunk, "You If you speak nonsense, you will be kicked out."

Qiao Chen's complexion changed slightly, he hugged Qiao Jingan in his arms, gently pressed his other hand on his forehead, and asked in a gentle tone, "Who wants to drive me out?"

Qiao Jingan snorted comfortably, and opened a slit of his eyes, "Don't say too much, you don't know the rules in the house, tell others to listen, and be careful not to be punished."

The fingertips pressing Qiao Jingan's forehead were slightly cool, and Qiao Chen's voice trembled slightly, "Punishment, aren't you afraid when you're drunk?"

"Are you confused? How could I be punished?" The young man frowned slightly and closed his eyes.

His fingers froze, he looked away, not looking at the handsome face of the young man, Qiao Chen asked slowly, "Then, who are you?"

After a long while, Qiao Chen didn't get an answer. Looking down, the person in his arms had already fallen asleep. He couldn't help but smile wryly. Is this person not Qiao Jingan, or was it affected by watching too many costume dramas after amnesia?

If it is the influence of TV, then where did Xiao An's chess skills and this different way of speaking come from? If the person in his arms is not Xiao An, then where is the former Qiao Jingan, and how is it possible in this world? There's that incredible thing happening.

The hands that hugged the person in his arms tightened. If it was true, would he disappear one day?