Chapter 1288

Su Mumu coaxed the child out of the room.

Zhan Zifeng was upset when he saw her, and his head hurt when he heard the child crying.

Everything in this family annoyed him.

He put on his shoes, slammed the door and went out.

Hearing the door slam, Su Mumu knew that he had gone out.

She hugged the child, buried her face in the child's soft and cute body, and shed tears silently and painfully.

Zhan Zifeng has never given her a good face since she was pregnant.

Especially after Xiong Miao died, Zhan Zifeng became even more irritable.

If something goes wrong, he loses his temper at home and makes trouble for her.

Xiong Miao died, and Su Mumu was also very sad.

Xiong Miao was her best friend, and when Xiong Miao died, she suffered no less than Zhan Zifeng.

But why did Zhan Zifeng always lose his temper with her because he was sad because of Xiong Miao's death?

Where did she offend him?

Why should she be treated like this by him?

Even though Su Mumu was in pain, she didn't dare to cry loudly, for fear of scaring the child.

After becoming a mother, everything is centered on the child.

She deeply understands the truth that being a mother is just being strong.

...

Zhan Zifeng came to the bar and had a drink with friends.

Guan Yu watched him drink one cup after another, this state is not normal.

Although Zhan Zifeng also asked him to drink in the past, he always tasted carefully, and occasionally checked to see if there were any beautiful women in the bar.

But today, Zhan Zifeng only cared about drinking, intending to get himself drunk.

Problems arose.

Guan Yu snatched the wine glass from his hand: "What trouble did you encounter? Tell me?"

Zhan Zifeng ignored him and snatched the wine glass over: "Don't stop me!"

He was resolute, and Guan Yu stopped trying to persuade him.

Just watched him pour the wine into his mouth like juice.

In the bar, the lights are feasting and the music is dynamic. On the other side of the dance floor, people are swaying their bodies crazily, venting their inner anxiety by dancing.

The light flickered across Zhan Zifeng's face, Guan Yu could see the pain overflowing from his expression.

"What happened to you?" Guan Yu asked.

He had only seen Zhan Zifeng like this two years ago.

At that time, it seemed that one of Zhan Zifeng's students died.

But why now?

After Zhan Zifeng finished drinking a glass of wine, he put the glass on the table violently, and the glass collided with the table, making a loud noise.

His drunken eyes were hazy, but the sadness under the radiance flowed out.

He smiled and said, "It's not mine, no matter before or now, it's not mine..."

"I can't understand a word of what you are talking about." Guan Yu was in a fog.

Zhan Zifeng then opened a bottle of wine and continued to drink.

Guan Yu didn't stop him either.

In the middle of the night, Zhan Zifeng was already very drunk.

Guan Yu had no choice but to drive him home.

Su Mumu had just fallen asleep when she was woken up by the doorbell.

She got up and opened the door, and saw Guan Yu standing at the door supporting the crooked Zhan Zifeng.

"Sister-in-law, brother Zhan is drunk, I sent him back." Guan Yu said embarrassedly.

Su Mumu smelled the smell of alcohol, which was emanating from Zhan Zifeng.

She stepped aside and said, "Please help him in."

Guan Yu helped him in, and was about to go to the bathroom.

Su Mumu said in time: "Guan Yu, please send him to the second bed to sleep, thank you."

Guan Yu was slightly taken aback: "Aren't you going to give him a bath?"

He thought Su Mumu would give him a bath first.

After all, he stinks and smells bad.

"No, let him go to bed first." Su Mumu said.

Moreover, she asked Guan Yu to send him to the second bedroom, not the master bedroom.

"Okay." Guan Yu obediently sent Zhan Zifeng to the second bedroom and put him on the bed.