Sheng Yeling looks at the living room destroyed by himself, but his mood is still not relieved.
Those who make their own painful things, or the same are many entangled in their minds, will stir their own moment are not willing to peace.
The next day, when Jiang Xiyun went to the company to look for Sheng yeting, he still didn't see her.
He asked Jiang Quan, but he didn't know anything about it.
Jiang Quan is Sheng Yeling's closest confidant. If he doesn't know, then no one else will know.
He calls Sheng yeting, but it always shows that there is no answer. Jiang Xiyun decides to go to Sheng yeting's home to have a look in person.
The imperial palace.
Jiang Xiyun knocked on the door for a long time, but no one opened it. This makes Jiang Xiyun feel strange. You know, his family should have servants at this time. How come no one opens the door now?
Fortunately, Sheng Yeling had given him the key to his home before, but Jiang Xiyun used it this time.
The door opened and the room was quiet. Jiang Xiyun thought Sheng Yeling was not at home.
"Brother Sheng, are you in?" Jiang Xiyun tried to call a few times, but there was still no response.
When he was about to leave, he suddenly found that there was a sound of broken wine glass upstairs.
Somebody!
Jiang Xiyun rushed up with a brisk step. What came into sight was Sheng yeting fell drunk on the sofa with many empty wine bottles scattered nearby.
There is a pungent smell of wine in the room. You don't have to guess how much wine Sheng Yeling drank!
Jiang Xiyun saw Sheng Yeling so drunk and unconscious, and rushed forward to call Sheng Yeling's name.
However, Sheng Ye Ting on the sofa was completely immersed in the dream at this time, and could not hear Jiang Xiyun's urgent call.
Jiang Xiyun was afraid that Sheng Yeling would have an accident, so he immediately helped him to the bed and began to treat him.
Fortunately, Jiang Xiyun's treatment experience is relatively rich. Sheng yeting, who has been pinched several times and fed a lot of Jiejiu soup, is finally better.
But Sheng Yeling is still suffering from a high fever. Jiang Xiyun knows that going to the hospital is the same, so he keeps Sheng Yeling waiting for him to wake up.
"Xia Xing orange, Xing orange, don't go..."
"Xia Xingcheng, where are you..."
"It's all my fault..."
Sheng Yeling, with a little consciousness, sends out a broken dream from his mouth. Jiang Xiyun listens attentively. It turns out that his name is Xia Xingcheng.
Jiang Xiyun sighed. He could only hope that Sheng Yeling would wake up quickly. He had no way to persuade him to do many things.
What's more, he is very depressed now. He has a lot of things to ask clearly.
He saw with his own eyes what Sheng Yeling and Xia Xingcheng had experienced.
When Xia Xingcheng came back this time, he thought Sheng Yeling could finally be with Xia Xingcheng. He wished it from the bottom of his heart.
But Xia Xingcheng suddenly disappeared, which made him not understand what was going on. It must be that Sheng Yeling couldn't bear the blow before he drowned his worries with wine.
"Summer Star orange..."
Sheng Yeling called again and again, even his eyes began to have tears, fell on the cold floor, silent.
Such a sad scene makes Jiang Xiyun can no longer see, his heart in addition to anger and other emotions.
Sheng yeting used to be such a proud person. When did he show such emotion? He went to the kitchen and fed Sheng yeting a bowl of wake-up soup.
Sheng yeting is about to wake up, lying on the bed and finally quiet a little, and after a while, Sheng yeting slowly woke up and looked at Jiang Xiyun in confusion.
"What are you doing here?" Sheng Yeling's voice was extremely cold.
Just now he was in a dream. He had already seen Xia Xing orange. Xia Xing orange was waving to him. Why did he disturb his dream.
Jiang Xiyun looked at Sheng Yeling with a bitter smile: "you are like this. If I don't come, you will have to wait to die like this."
"Drinking can't solve any problem, brother Sheng!"
"Moreover, why did you suddenly marry Liang Fengyue? What's the matter?"
Jiang Xiyun's heart is also very depressed at this time, there are a lot of things in his heart can't find the answer, so he can't wait to ask.
Sheng Yeling ignored Jiang Xiyun. He got up from the bed shaking and pushed Jiang Xiyun away.
"Don't worry about me. I want wine. Where's my wine?"
He needs to drink. When he is drunk, he can see Xia Xing orange. Wine, wine.
"Sheng Yeling, you can't drink any more!" Jiang Xiyun quickly stopped him.
Sheng Yeling is like a furious lion. He angrily pushes away Jiang Xiyun, who still has to stop him.
Jiang Xiyun didn't expect Sheng Yeling to come so soon. At the moment, he was pushed by Sheng Yeling and fell on the sofa. The sharp edges on the sofa hurt Jiang Xiyun.Jiang Xiyun felt a sharp pain in his back, but he bumped on the edge of the sofa. He had no time to pay attention to his pain, and stood up tremblingly to chase Sheng Yeling.
Sheng Yeling didn't look at the injured Jiang Xiyun and went straight to the wine kitchen to look for wine.
At this time, Sheng yeting is in the wine kitchen to pick up a bottle of wine again, and he is about to drink it. Jiang Xiyun has no time to think about it, so he goes up and punches Sheng yeting in the face.
Now Sheng Yeling is not sober. Sheng Yeling doesn't dodge and falls directly into the wine cabinet. The wine falls to the ground with the sound of broken bottles.
These fine wines are destroyed and are worth a lot of money.
Sheng Yeling still doesn't care, and continues to stand up and look for drinks.
"Go away, leave me alone, I want to drink, I want to drink." Sheng Yeling roared loudly, as if to vent his depression.
"I'll let you drink, I'll let you drink!"
Jiang Xiyun's fists came like the thunder of the night. Sheng Yeling was knocked to the ground, but he didn't mean to fight back, just lying on the ground in a daze.
Looking at Sheng Yeling's half dead appearance, Jiang Xiyun was also impatient. He immediately found a bottle of wine, opened the lid and poured it directly on Sheng Yeling's head.
"Don't you like drinking? I'll let you drink enough, ah!"
"Brother Sheng, this is what you have become. Where is your pride?" Jiang Xiyun burst of abuse, hand action also did not stop, cold red wine sprinkled over Sheng Yeling's head.
Who knows Sheng Yeling not only has no resistance, but also drinks the red wine poured down by Jiang Xiyun.
A mouthful of drinking, really no image to speak of.
Seeing this, Jiang Xiyun was really angry. He angrily dropped the wine bottle and stretched out his hand to pull Sheng Yeling up from the ground.
Jiang Xiyun's fists hit him like Sheng Yeling. Sheng Yeling felt a little pain, hummed and opened his eyes.
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