When the little drunk inside was cleaned up, the phone was still ringing, Zuo Hancheng walked over and glanced at the caller ID number, then silently answered it for a moment.
The voice from Rong Xue's most trusted bodyguard came from the phone. It was fluent in English, explaining Rong Xue's emergency situation to him.
After listening, Zuo Hancheng said indifferently: “It’s good to be out of the danger of life. Tiansheng Entertainment’s most authoritative team will continue to follow her affairs. Rong Xue is not an artist of the company I invest in. Going to visit, it will not benefit any party."
The other side said something in English again, Zuo Hancheng's face was deep, and his voice was cold: "I will take time to send someone back to the United States to investigate that matter. Please don't bother me for other things."
The bodyguard on the opposite side of the phone continued to say a few words in a somewhat anxious tone.
After taking a look at the time, Zuo Hancheng said indifferently: "Sorry, my wife dare not sleep alone at home. Mr. Wang, who takes care of the ward, will also make careful arrangements. Rong Xue is now the top brand of Tiansheng. When I came out to take care of her, her company would naturally not treat her badly. In addition, before I find out the truth, please keep quiet with me and stop calling."
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*****
Ahhhhhhhhhhh, my stomach hurts and I want to kill!
An Hao opened her eyes fiercely, not knowing why she was woken up by the stomachache. When she woke up, she found that she was sleeping at home. The bedside light was dim and warm on her body. It was not dazzling and gentle. It was as if Zuo Hancheng was by his side.
She even thought she had just had a nightmare before, a nightmare when she was fighting with a group of fans.
But when she sat up, she suddenly sizzled in pain, lowered her head and saw the scratches on her arm, and felt that there were two marks on her face that were faintly painful, and even her head was painful. Obviously, That was not a dream, she was also sent home somehow after she was drunk.
The stomach hurts uncomfortably, and the headache seems to be splitting. She rubbed her head and opened the quilt to look at her body.
The clothes have been changed into a comfortable nightdress, and the body seems to have been scrubbed. Even the scratches and wounds on the body have been treated with medicine. I raised my hand and smelled it, and I can still smell the arm. There is a faint good smell of medicine.
Picking up the phone and looking at the time, it was already 3:30 in the middle of the night.
She endured the headache and got out of bed. When she opened the bedroom door, she saw that the living room light was still on. She looked out suspiciously, but did not see Zuo Hancheng.
Did you go out again?
But why is the light in the living room not turned off?
Her stomach was too uncomfortable, and she was too uncomfortable to care about those things during the day. She only knew that her throat hurts when she sings, and her stomach hurts when she drinks and drinks.
Wearing slippers, he walked slowly and feebly to the sofa, but saw a cup of hangover tea on the coffee table, but it was cold.
This thing has the effect of diluting the liquor in the stomach, and also has the effect of relieving headaches. She took a glance and was about to drink it.
"It's cold, don't drink."
Suddenly the voice of Zuo Hancheng came from behind him.
She just took the cup with her hand, and when she looked back, she saw Zuo Hancheng coming out of the study, walked straight to her and took the cup in her hand, glanced at her again, and said warmly: "A headache?"
Anhao looked at him silently, and nodded blankly.
Zuo Hancheng did not speak any more, turned to help her re-boil the water and pour a cup again, and when he came out with a cup of re-made hangover tea, Anhao was already sitting on the sofa in a daze, and he was holding a pillow in his arms. Staring straight ahead at a certain point like a helpless child.
Zuo Hancheng walked over and put the cup on the coffee table in front of her, and at the same time sat down beside her: "Do you know what **** comes after you get drunk?"
I settled for a while, and looked back at him strangely: "Didn't I fall asleep after drinking too much?"
Zuo Hancheng stared at her with a faint smile: "When I fall asleep, I will cry in the bar KTV room until my voice becomes hoarse?"
"..."
"Will you be so courageous to openly hook up a wild man in my car?"
"..." Why didn't she remember when she hooked up with a wild man?
She only remembered that Zuo Hancheng was out there with her ex-girlfriend, and the world seemed to have changed after she woke up after drinking.
How did it become her problem?
"Wait, Zuo Hancheng." Anhao couldn't help it. She took away the pillow in her arms, and turned her head to look at him like this: "Why did you bring me back after I drank too much? Lips and Huang Amao are together..."
"Do you think I will let you spend the night outside?" Zuo Hancheng suddenly looked at her with an idiotic look.
"You can spend the night outside, why can't I spend the night outside?" An Hao immediately raised his eyes and glared at him.
Of course, she has a stomachache and a headache now. She doesn't have much energy to quarrel with him. She can only look at him so weakly, and her voice can't be raised too high. She feels that her momentum has been reduced by more than half. Drinking is really uncomfortable.
"So you only admit to seeing me at the banquet now?" Zuo Hancheng swept away coldly.
An okay tone choked.
No, shouldn't she question him?
She moved her mouth and looked at him unwillingly: "Why are you..."
"What am I?" Zuo Hancheng curled his lips.
"Why don't you know how shameful you are! You ran to the night banquet to meet your ex-girlfriend, and now you are actually asking me to admit that I met you there. Zuo Hancheng, you man really **** in the mall. The big one is too shameless. You can be said to be white if you are black. It is obvious that I am the one to blame?"
"What is the accusation? Accuse me of going to the night banquet to see her after receiving a call from Rong Xue's bodyguard, but you saw it next to me but hid it to observe my every move?
Anhao was once again shocked by Zuo Hancheng's shameless behavior.
She felt that her head hurts and her brain cells were not turning very flexibly for a while, and she was a bit speechless. When she reflected what she wanted to say, she was about to speak, and Zuo Hancheng said: "No matter what you see Since you chose to believe in me at the beginning, you should always believe in me, otherwise your trust is too worthless and can be broken so easily?"
Anhao couldn't bear it this time, she suddenly stood up, picked up the pillow next to him, and slammed it on his face: "Zuo Hancheng, when my two eyes are light bulbs that only shine and can't tell right from wrong! You! I thought I saw two puppets hugging and hugging, didn't you? How ashamed of you to make me believe you!"
"What did you see?" Zuo Hancheng didn't realize that he was caught stealing, but he smiled calmly and couldn't calm down.