Tired from the fuss, he sat on the sofa, put his hands in his short black hair, and cried.

He cried very loudly.

Nie Dongyu was dumbfounded. Brother Lu was really drunk today.

Wen Lu was crying, Yan Qin was groaning and frowning, and Nie Dongyu also sat down and smoked.

Several women had run away long ago when they saw something was wrong, and Nie Dongyu didn't bother to care about them, so he just left them alone.

Everyone felt uncomfortable drinking this drink.

At dawn in the morning, Nie Dongyu took a nap for a while, woke up, called the driver and asked him to take Wen Lu and Yan Qin back.

The driver delivered Wen Lu first.

The car stopped at the door of Wen Lu's villa, and Yan Qin took a look inside. The villa was heavily guarded. In the past, the little woman from the nursery rhyme would have run out immediately, but not today.

It was the bodyguard who helped Wen Lu into the house.

Wen Lu made a fuss and refused to enter the house.

He sat down on the cold steps in front of the living room, looked at the chaotic and dark sky, smoked, and refused to enter the house.

Nie Dongyu's driver settled him down and sent Yan Qin back.

"Mr. Wen, it's cold outside. Let me help you into the house."

"I won't go in." Wen Lu was very persistent, "This is not my home, this is not it!"

"Mr. Wen, you drank too much. How could this not be the case? This is your home."

The cold wind blew Wenlu's forehead, and rainwater drifted onto his face. He kept smoking, and white mist enveloped the side of his face.

Everyone has nothing to do with Wen Lu.

He looked at the group of people and shouted: "Let Tong Yao come out and change my clothes..."

His body was sticky with sweat and he felt very uncomfortable. His shirt had long been torn to pieces and his suit pants were wrinkled.

The servant was in trouble: "Mr. Wen, my wife is still sleeping."

"Does she have no heart, doesn't she? Let her come out, let her come out!"

Everyone remained indifferent.

Wen Lu threw away the cigarette in his hand and staggered into the house.

He wants to find nursery rhymes, he wants to find her...

Why didn't she come out to help him today, why didn't she make him some sobering tea, why didn't she wipe his face? Didn't she know that he was very uncomfortable? He drank too much and was very uncomfortable.

Wen Lu stumbled into the bedroom and kicked open the door.

Rushing over, he fell on Tong Yao's body and put his arms around Tong Yao's waist.

He smelled of alcohol, but he insisted on kissing Tongyao and her clean face.

Nursery Rhyme was woken up. She opened her eyes and saw Wen Lu. She pushed hard and the unprepared Wen Lu was pushed away by her and his body hit the cabinet. He frowned in pain.

"pain……"

"Wen Lu, don't come back when you're drunk." Tong Yao sat up angrily, her long hair hanging on her shoulders, "You are really annoying, really, I didn't know I hated drunk men so much.

I don’t know how I could endure it before.”

"I feel so uncomfortable..." Wen Lu squirmed and wanted to pounce, but was dodged by Tong Yao.

Tong Yao sat on the big bed and looked at him indifferently.

"Nursery rhymes... nursery rhymes..." He called her name, "Please let me kiss you, just one..."

"You like to kiss women when you're drunk, don't you?" Nursery Rhyme gathered her pajamas, her eyes were as cold as ice.

She had probably never looked at Wen Lu with such a look. Wen Lu was stunned, frozen in place, motionless.

It's not yet dawn, and it's still dark outside the villa.
Chapter completed!