Fu Nanli surveyed the small living room. The courtyard wall in the courtyard was still there. He had bought her a house, but she hadn't gone through it. A hint of disappointment flashed past his eyes.
Wen Qiao's face was flushed red as she smiled and looked at Fu Nanli. "Brother Nan Li is here."
She was a little tipsy and a little pushy. The simple and crude house was a little out of place with her lazy beauty, but it also added a sense of fireworks that people could see and reach.
In Wen Qiao's eyes, Fu Nanli was tall and handsome due to his drunken and hazy gaze. Standing on the low porch, he looked like a god, his heart beating out of rhythm.
Wen Chi stood up hurriedly. brother-in-law! Brother-in-law, please sit beside my sister.
Wen mo was a little vexed. Why didn't he say it out loud?
His sister had been waiting for him to open his mouth. Why couldn't he do such a simple thing? a sense of defeat welled up in her heart.
Fu Nanli and his family sat around a small table.
It was completely different from the view of the YuanNan residence. The house in the YuanNan residence was large and very tall. A few people were sitting around the large round table. Servants were busy everywhere, carrying dishes, changing bone plates, and pouring wine. There was a crystal chandelier above the head and a handmade Persian carpet under the feet.
And here, there was a small square wooden table with some messy bones piled on it. In the middle was a claypot that was still steaming from time to time, and an incandescent lamp was hanging above his head. Because the wind had just entered the room, the light was still swaying.
Because the tables were small, it was very crowded when they sat together. The old-fashioned air conditioner was making 'huhu' sounds. He took off his coat. Wen Qiao was only wearing a thin sweater. Her body was pressed against his, and she felt warm.
Fu Nanli couldn't hold back and held her hand under the table. He lowered his head and asked her, " "You drank?"
yes. Wen Qiao nodded obediently. it's a holiday, so I just drank a little.
Wen Chi and Wen mo were not affected.
However, Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan were adults. Adults had been through the baptism of society and had long smoothed out their edges. Towards the rich and powerful, they were born with an uncontrollable sense of submission.
Therefore, the moment Fu Nanli sat down and Su Yun introduced him to Ji Mingyuan in a low voice, the two of them felt a little uncomfortable.
Ji Mingyuan held the wine bottle and asked carefully, " "Mr. Fu, do you drink?"
Wen Qiao said, " uncle Ji, don't force him to drink. He grew up overseas. He's used to drinking red wine. He doesn't drink white wine.
The meaning of protecting her was clear at a glance.
Fu Nanli's heart warmed up. His fingers moved from her soft hand to her wrist, feeling her body temperature and the rhythm of her pulse, gently caressing it.
He liked the way she protected him, like a Little Wolf Cub protecting its territory. Every word and every action touched his heart deeply.
"I came over after the New Year's Eve dinner."
Since the child did not allow him to drink, he did not drink and thanked Ji Mingyuan for his invitation.
Su Yun hurriedly said, " Alright, alright. We're all done eating. Let's clean up.
The two of them took the bowls and chopsticks to the kitchen.
"Brother-in-law, do you need us to retreat?" Wen Chi leaned over.
Fu Nanli picked up Wen Qiao's down jacket and put it on her. "I'll take her to the alley to sober up."
Wen Qiao was then brought out of the house by Fu Nanli.
As the cold wind blew, the smell of alcohol was mostly gone. There were children running around the streets and alleys with fireworks in their hands. The doors of the alleys were open, and the joyful voice of the Spring Festival Gala host could be heard.
The New Year's atmosphere was very intense.
Wen Qiao leaned against the uneven brick wall of the courtyard. Fu Nanli lowered his gaze and looked at her. "Why isn't the courtyard open?"