Chapter 22

"I didn't!" Looking at Jiang Zhihan's increasingly gloomy face, I was extremely bent, but I couldn't scold Lin Wanru. I had to try my best to explain, "Mom... I've been at home every day for the past three years, cleaning and cooking every day to serve you. How can I do anything sorry for Zhihan?"

"Why don't you serve my daughter-in-law every day? It's like you didn't want to serve my daughter-in-law for three years. Why do you want to serve me every day?" Lin Wan seemed more angry, patted the table and shouted, "cold, this woman is really more and more disgraceful. I don't want to see her again all day!"

"I didn't..."

"Shut up!"

I still wanted to explain, but was interrupted by Jiang Zhihan coldly, "Su qinran, please settle down! You stirred up a good meal and didn't get back to my room."

“……”

Mingming has decided to put it down. Mingming has decided to be strong, but my heart is still painful. I am still ruthlessly hurt by Jiang Zhihan. I don't want to stay here as a redundant existence or show weakness in front of them. I can only turn around and leave quickly.

I walked aimlessly on the street. The lights of s city were bright at night. I looked at a couple of sweet dates on the road and suddenly wanted to drink. Maybe alcohol can relieve my inner pain.

When I came to the June love bar, I sat at the bar and drank whisky one after another. What I had in mind was the scenes between the past three years and the cold of the river.

I thought of Jiang Zhihan's satisfied appearance when he ate the food I cooked. When he came home from work late at night, he saw the soft expression when I was still waiting for him. When we made a living together, the handsome posture when we danced with me at the cocktail party. Everything about him affected my heart like that.

However, I can only watch myself getting farther and farther away from him. I can only watch him flirt with other women, happy and gentle.

I felt a little drunk and decided to leave the bar. Vaguely, I called Gu ran and asked her to pick me up.

I staggered to the door of the bar and saw a black Maybach parked on the side of the road. I was a little confused and thought, isn't this Jiang Zhihan's car? I shook my head and tried to wake up. I walked slowly over, opened the door and sat on the co pilot. My mouth was still saying: "Zhihan... Did you come to pick me up... Zhihan... I miss you so much..."

Li Yixuan in the car looked at me in surprise and found that I was the woman he interviewed in the afternoon. Reluctantly, he said to me, "Miss Su qinran? Why do you drink so much? Where is your home? I'll take you back."

However, at the moment, I couldn't hear what he was saying. I just regarded him as Jiang Zhihan. I pulled his hand and whispered, "Zhihan... Don't leave me..." then I went to sleep.

The next morning, I woke up vaguely. I felt like I had a splitting headache. I thought of getting drunk last night. I was going to get up and wash my face, but suddenly I heard a strange male voice: "Miss Su, you finally wake up."

“……？！” I was startled. My first reaction was to look down at myself and see that my clothes were intact, while I was lying alone in a wide bed. There was nothing unusual. I was relieved and looked at the speaker. It was the young interviewer yesterday afternoon?

"Who are you? Where is this? What happened yesterday?" I pretended to be calm. Last night, I remembered that I saw the cold of the river. How could this happen?

"My name is Li Yixuan. Don't worry. Nothing happened yesterday. This is my home. Yesterday you were drunk and fell asleep when you recognized the wrong person in my car. I don't know where your home is. I can only take you home." Li Yixuan looked at me helplessly and said.

Fortunately, I was lucky to meet an acquaintance, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable. At the moment, I felt afraid.

"Miss Su, now that you're awake, I'll take you back. If you have anything to do in the future, find a friend to accompany you. Don't run around drunk. Fortunately, it's me you meet this time. It's bad if you meet any bad guys. People don't have such good luck every time." Li Yixuan did not express his dissatisfaction with me occupying his bed all night, but gently comforted me, just like a graceful gentleman.

I looked at him gratefully and sincerely thanked him, "thank you. You have to go to work today. It's all my fault. It's getting late. Go to the company and I'll go home by myself. I won't bother you."

"Then I'll take you out. My house is a little far away." Li Yixuan saw that I was completely awake and didn't say anything more.

When I quickly cleaned myself up, we left his house together and went out, I realized what he meant by a little far. His family is also a villa area, but it is a little far from the villa area where the Jiang family is located. There are two directions. I can't help wondering, are the interviewers so rich now? Or do the rich second generation go out to find a job and experience life?

When Li Yixuan drove into the city, I asked him to put me down. Li Yixuan stalled and stopped the car. I opened the door, smiled at Li Yixuan and said, "thank you. I'll invite you to dinner next time."

"OK, bye." Li Yixuan waved his hand and drove away.

I watched him leave and took out my mobile phone. There were more than a dozen missed calls from Gu ran in it. I remembered that Gu ran seemed to pick me up last night and hurriedly called her back.

"Hello, Urana?"

"Su! Qin! Ran! It's great that you're still alive! Is nothing wrong with you? I didn't find you when I went to June yesterday! No one answered your phone. Do you know you scared me to death!"

"I'm sorry, I drank out of my mind yesterday and got on the wrong car. Fortunately, I know the interviewer yesterday. I didn't expect him to live in the villa! Ran Ran, is the interviewer of your company so rich?"

"Ah? There are such people in our company? Why don't I know? What's their name?"

"...?! it's the one interviewed yesterday afternoon. He said his name was Li Yixuan."

"What?! president Li?! qinran, you're not talking about our president! It was the president who interviewed you in person yesterday? It's over. You were drunk by him just after the interview. I think it's worse. It seems that now you can only pray for the president to be merciful and clear between public and private."

"Ah?..."

"It's good to know you're all right. If you want to drink in the future, remember to call me first! Don't come to me when you're drunk, you know! If you dare to make me so worried again, I won't break up with you! That's it! I'll work! I'll contact you later! Bye!"

"Doodle doodle..."

I stared at my mobile phone in a daze. I didn't fully digest what I just heard. I couldn't help thinking about my luck. I ran into this kind of embarrassment when I got drunk for the first time.