The big brother's wife is actually a rich and powerful young master

Ever since he persuaded Yin Sheng, Yan Qing began to study hard during the day and drink and dance at night.

In the first few days, he was really full of energy, and he even had time to help Fu Bo with housework. Every night from twelve o'clock in the evening to six o'clock in the morning, he was so happy that he couldn't even turn around.

But just as Yin Sheng said, in the next few days, he gradually became exhausted, and his whole body was sluggish. He didn't know what to do in class in the morning, and danced three times at night.

Fortunately, Yin Sheng has been on a business trip for the past few days, and he begged Uncle Fu so hard that Yin Sheng didn't know about it.

"Yan Qing, Yan Qing, how do you solve this problem?" Gong He ran to the first table with his textbook.

Yan Qing put his whole body and mind into the exercise book in his hand. Before he could react, Gong He was caught by Gao Shu to the second table: "Yan Qing is preparing for the competition. I will teach you what you don't understand."

As soon as Lin Xing came back from playing basketball downstairs, he saw Yan Qing nodding his head after pauses, his whole head was pointing into the book, and hurriedly pulled him up from the drowsy: "What's going on? Almost asleep."

Yan Qing opened his eyes in a daze, and stretched out his hands to hold them: "I fell asleep?"

"Yeah, you're always in a daze in class, and you're dazed when Tianshan Child Elder asks you questions." Lin Xingyi propped his chin in doubt, "Isn't it just a competition, what about it?"

"It's not just for competition."

Yan Qing rubbed his eyelids, scanned the exercise booklet, quickly filled in the gaps with a pen, flipped through the book, then lazily lay down on the table and continued to sleep.

Lin Xingyi carefully pulled out the exercise book from under Yan Qing's arm, and turned out the page that Yan Qing wrote just now: "BACCD..."

Lin Xingyi turned to the corresponding answer page again, and suddenly exclaimed: "You can do the right questions while sleeping?!"

***

After attending eight full classes during the day, Yan Qing finished his homework at night, so he asked Fu Bo to help him find the most common red wine and white wine at the reception, and poured wines with eight alcohol degrees respectively, and sipped them one by one. .

"Master Yan, please don't get drunk, you have to go to class tomorrow." Uncle Fu worriedly warned.

"Okay, you go to rest first, I'll go to bed after tidying up."

Yan Qing pushed Uncle Fu's shoulders to go out, returned to the room, but sighed into the long wine glass.

Why are there so many different brands and alcohol levels when there are only two types of wine?

The most important thing is, why do people at the reception only talk about the weather, business and wine?

Yan Qing rested his chin in one hand, picked up a small cup and smelled it first, it was still the pungent bitter taste, pinched his nose, and poured it down his throat suddenly.

Fortunately, I didn't feel like vomiting this time, but it was still bitter and spicy, and I had to eat a piece of candied fruit to relieve it.

He drank another glass and tasted something different. After carefully distinguishing the labels, he realized that the raw materials of the two wines came from different places.

"How come Yin Sheng can drink it as soon as he drinks it?"

Yan Qing kept fiddling with the bottle body, only feeling that his tongue was soaked in wine juice, it was hot and numb, and he couldn't feel any subtle difference.

He remembered that on the day he attended the reception with Yin Sheng, Yin Sheng was able to talk about the origin and taste of the wine with other guests before drinking it.

But he can only nod frequently beside him like a beckoning cat.

In a daze, after drinking the yellow soup, Yan Qing actually drank all eight glasses of wine.

The small bar in the entertainment room was just right for Yan Qing to rest his arms on. He first swayed his legs to the classical music on the home stereo, and gradually, he lay on the table and fell into a deep sleep.

With a "click", the door of the entertainment room was easily opened.

The sound came before the person arrived, and in the quiet entertainment room, only the hurried voice of the man was heard: "Fu Bo said you haven't slept yet? Yan Qing, how dare you..."

The courageous boy was lying on the bar and sleeping soundly.

The long eyelashes fluttered down under the eyelids, and a slight blush appeared on the white and tender cheeks.

"It's not that I won't let you go, why bother to tire myself out like this." Yin Sheng lowered his voice, and gently stroked Yan Qing's hair.

Yan Qing was so busy these days that he didn't even bother to tidy up his appearance, his hair was combed messily, and if he didn't spray hairspray, there were several small strands of hair rushing out.

Yin Sheng wanted to wake Yan Qing up, but he couldn't bear to see him sleeping deeply, so he hooked Yan Qing's hands, hugged him horizontally, and sent him to the bedroom.

"Master." Uncle Fu stood at the door, obviously waiting for Yan Qing.

"Shh."

Yin Sheng raised his chin, asked Uncle Fu to help open Yan Qing's door, put him on the bed, then gently closed the door, and walked to the study.

"He hasn't slept much these days, why are you telling me now?"

Yin Sheng opened the documents on the table, and the suitcase was still placed beside the desk.

Uncle Fu pulled the suitcase over and smiled awkwardly: "Master Yan told me never to tell you, I'm afraid that if I tell you, he will be sad."

The person Yan Qing has the best relationship with in Yin's family is Uncle Fu. If even Uncle Fu doesn't help him, Yan Qing doesn't know how angry he will be.

Yin Sheng laughed: "It's you who are used to him."

"Young Master, why not." Fu Bo smiled and transferred the luggage to the luggage rack, "Although you don't agree with Young Master Yan to focus on dancing and wine tasting, you still agree to him."

"I thought he was a child, and he would be too tired to say no in a few days." Yin Sheng closed the document and smiled helplessly, "But who knew he could hold on to this point."

"Young Master Yan is strong, and when things happen, he doesn't say anything."

"Then I really hope that he can cry and make trouble, and be lazy, but it doesn't matter."

***

When Yan Qing got up in the morning, he realized that he had fallen asleep at some point. He quickly changed into his school uniform and ran downstairs.

"Fu Bo, when did I fall asleep yesterday?"

The smooth soles of his feet touched the cold floor tiles, Yan Qing held the handrail of the stairs, and met Yin Sheng's eyes.

"When did you come back?" Yan Qing put his hands behind his back in embarrassment, his bare toes curled up in embarrassment.

Yin Sheng tilted his head and said casually, "Last night."

After finishing speaking, he continued: "The development project is imperative. If they don't accept the transaction amount, then wait for the court to seize it, and I can even get it at a lower price."

Yan Qing took a closer look, only to find a white bluetooth headset hanging by Yin Sheng's ear.

Maybe it was to avoid him deliberately, Yan Qing rarely saw Yin Sheng working at home, maybe there were, but they were all locked in the study, and Yan Qing would not disturb him.

It was rare that Yin Sheng sat on the table early in the morning without even drinking Fu Bo's soy milk, and began to give orders without stopping.

Yan Qing couldn't help being a little curious, he stared wide-eyed, and took a sip of soy milk in a low voice.

Yin Sheng put down his phone and asked Uncle Fu to bring breakfast to the table: "The company has something to do. It needs to deal with a shopping mall development project abroad. The driver will pick you up tonight. I'll see you at the entrance of the reception."

"Are you willing to take me there?!" Yan Qing looked at Yin Sheng excitedly.

Yin Sheng smiled at his ecstatic state, and approached Yan Qing dotingly: "You have paid so much for me, how can I bear not to take you there?"

Yan Qing smiled and took a sip of soy milk: "I will definitely make it this time!"

Uncle Fu served breakfast at the right time, and Yan Qing was very happy when he heard Yin Sheng say, "By the way, Uncle Fu, you can help Yan Qing buy a few more dresses. The one you wore last time should not be put in the closet, so as not to wear it. It's heavy."

"You don't want to wear it once?" Yan Qing was dumbfounded in shock.

He did have several dresses in his closet, but they were all bought by Yin Sheng. He thought that five or six dresses were enough, but he didn't expect to lose one after wearing one.

"Master Yan is the young lady of the Yin family, how can he wear repeated clothes to attend the occasion." Uncle Fu said with a smile, "The dress, you change it frequently, like your school uniform, you wear seven pieces of the same style in turn. After a month Then customize a new one."

No wonder Uncle Forbe can conjure up a brand new school uniform for him every day, there are actually seven pieces? !

Yan Qing had nothing to say, and asked in a daze, "Where do you put the clothes when you don't wear them?"

Fortunately, the Yin family does not have a family tradition of extravagance and waste. Most of the returned clothes are collected by the clothes manufacturers or donated to children in impoverished mountainous areas. In short, the discarded clothes will not be thrown into the trash can.

Yan Qing bit the fritters, and the joyful eyes gradually disappeared from his pupils. Once again, he clearly felt that the difference between himself and the Yin family was that of heaven and earth.