Zhao Siqing leaned gently against Huo Jingchen's chest, a little absent-minded.
It was probably true that one thing begets another. She had never thought that Jiang Chuchu would be like this.
It was nearly 11 o'clock at night. Jiang Jingming and Nalan Yanran drank more and more. In the end, they were both a little unconscious.
Zhao Siqing looked at Nalan Yanran, whose cheeks were red and her eyes were hazy with drunkenness. She felt a headache. She snatched the wine glass from her hand and could not help but scold in a low voice, "why are you drinking so much? Is your stomach not feeling well? "
Nalan Yanran sighed softly and said slowly, "Qingqing. "
"Hmm? " Zhao Siqing asked softly.
"My dad... found another wife, " Nalan Yanran said softly as she stared at the colorful lights on the roof of the bar.
The music in the bar was noisy, but Zhao Siqing could still hear what she was saying clearly.
She looked at her and did not know what to say for a moment. She only kissed her face gently and said gently, "you still have me. "
Nalan Yanran smiled at her, the corners of her eyes were a little moist, "but you are someone else's. "
Zhao Siqing met her charming eyes and was a little dazed.
She seemed to have neglected Nalan Yanran's feelings.
Since she came here today, she actually felt that Nalan Yanran was a little too excited. She didn't stop smoking and drinking, as if she had something on her mind.
She originally wanted to call her tomorrow to chat when she had time, but she didn't expect that she was sad because she was married.
"I'm not someone else's. I'm just married, but I'll still be with you forever, " Zhao Siqing looked at her and said softly with tears in the corners of her eyes.
Nalan Yanran stared at her for a few seconds. Her eyelids were heavy. She slowly lowered her eyes and reached out to randomly Pat Zhao Siqing's head. She said softly, "our baby needs to be happy... "
Zhao Siqing stood by the side and watched her silently. She never thought that Yanran would be so sad because of her marriage.
In a few seconds, Jiang Jingming fell from the other side and landed on the sofa next to Nalan Yanran. He breathed a sigh of relief and muttered softly, "why... why did you do that? "
Zhao Siqing looked at the two people who fell on the SOFA in a daze.
This world was colorful and bizarre. No matter how beautiful a person looked, there was pain in the depths of their heart that belonged to them.
And no matter how cold and hard a person was, there would always be a corner of their heart that belonged to their softness.
In the dark night, it was always the best time for pain to erode the soul. However, when the morning sun rose, most people had to force themselves to get up and bury the pain to recover.
Death was easy, but living was not.
However, everyone who worked hard to live and worked hard to improve was a warrior in life. Everyone who fell in the mud but got up again was worthy of respect.
Zhao Siqing looked at Jiang Jingming and Nalan Yanran. She just wanted to let them sleep for a while longer.
When the sun rose again, she was still the dazzling and scorching woman, and he was still the arrogant and arrogant young master.
Not long after, when the two of them slept more soundly, Song Huaijin said gently, "Jingzhe and I will send little Ming back. You two send Yanran back. "
"Okay. " Zhao Siqing nodded gently.
Before Jiang Jingming was taken away, Zhao Siqing called out to Song Huaijin, "wait. "
Song Huaijin turned to look at her. Huo Jingchen didn't know what she was going to do.
Zhao Siqing took out a pen from her bag and walked in front of Jiang Jingming to draw a smiling face on one side of his face.