One Can’t Judge by Appearance

In the Huakai Fugui private room, Song Hai and a few drunk friends boasted about their children. This said that his children were filial and what valuable gifts they brought to him when they went abroad. The other said that his son is so capable and marrying. A beautiful and filial daughter-in-law gave birth to a pair of twins.

Most drunk middle-aged men have common minor problems, such as bragging and wanting face.

People who are drunk often have little sense and don't know who started, betting that their children will come to pick them up. In order to prevent cheating, they also supervised each other on the phone.

"I'm telling you that my son's listed company has made a profit in one year... and earned this amount." A thin man compared nine fingers, and he held up a wine glass and touched Song Hai. "Lao Song, I Remember that your daughter hasn't married yet. It's better to let the two juniors meet and let's be in-laws."

"No, no," Song Hai shook his head again and again, shaking the wine glass in his hand, splashing a lot of wine, "Your child is thirty, older than our girl, six years older, too old."

"Men's thirty-one flowers are just the right time for a successful career. Isn't that just right?" The thin man was upset, "Besides, my son is so capable, how many women want to marry him."

"That's not okay, my daughter is looking for a nice boyfriend," Song Hai put the cup on the bed, "what's the money? All my assets belong to her. I can't ask any man."

"What's the best thing to look at, and I can't eat it."

"Bah, it's not like there is a saying called "beautiful meal," Song Hai leaned back in the chair drunkly, and hummed, "No matter how rich your son is, he won't come to pick you up."

"Hu, nonsense, my son is the most filial."

"My son is filial."

"Nonsense, our child, that's how well-behaved and capable. If you don't believe me, wait and see, it must be my child first."

The bad habit of middle-aged men bragging after being drunk is fully reflected in this group of men.

"Mr. Yuan, it's here." The hotel manager stood outside the private room, turned around to see Yuan Yi did not express, and turned to look at Yan Xi beside him.

"Excuse me." Yan Xi smiled politely to the hotel manager.

"No trouble, no trouble, it should be." The hotel manager was very polite and knocked on the door gently. The soundproofing effect of the hotel is really good, the door is not opened inside, and no one knows what is going on inside.

"Here's someone, here's someone." Several old men stumbled up from their chairs and squeezed to open the door. In the end, the thin man grabbed the right to open the door with an excellent geographical advantage.

"Excuse me, I'm disturbing the guests." The hotel manager saw the mess on the table, but it was not too messy, and knew that the people inside were just ordinary meals, and there were no fights, crowds, gambling, or other illegal activities.

"Hi." Seeing the hotel staff outside the door, several old men returned to their seats in disappointment.

Yan Xi's heart was hanging. Hearing the bets and the most filial filial words of his children among the men inside, he had roughly guessed what happened. She didn't rush in, but grabbed her head and said to Yuan Yi: "Sorry, I didn't expect them to be so boring."

A group of middle-aged and elderly men who have nothing to do with nothing to do, they almost did not scare her to death.

Yuan Yi also heard the conversation in the private room. He leaned against the wall and said lightly: "It's okay, you women are timid and want to think a lot, I understand."

Yan Xi really didn't know whether he should say thank you or justify the woman. However, thinking that Yuan Yi had just done such a big favor to herself, she felt that it was more appropriate for her to assume that she hadn't heard these words.

"Dad," Yan Xi crossed over to the hotel manager, walked into the private room, and asked Song Hai softly, "Dad, why have you drunk so much, is it uncomfortable?"

"Yan Yan is here?" Song Hai's eyes lit up and he turned to a few old friends and said, "Did you see, my daughter is here to pick me up!"

The other people were a little bit distressed, but seeing that Yan Xi was giving Song Haiduan water and wiping his hands again, they were all envious and jealous of his tender and caring appearance. As expected, it was better to give birth to a daughter. The daughters were all intimate little cotton-padded jackets.

Yan Xi helped Song Hai to say goodbye to the uncles, and said nothing when he left the private room. Yuan Yi hesitated, walked to the other side of Song Hai and held his arm.

He was worried that Song Hai was too heavy, and Yan Xi's thin arms and legs couldn't hold it.

The hotel manager who wanted to step forward to help quickly withdrew his hand, turned his head and glanced at the other colleagues behind him, beckoning them to stop trouble, didn't he see Mr. Yuan trying to please the old man? In this world, how to get a promotion and raise salary to the pinnacle of life without a wink?

At the moment when he held Song Hai, Yuan Yi knew the weight of the fat man. He glanced at Yan Xi, who was not changing his face, and suffocated his heart. He was a man of dignity. Lu Ji.

"Young man, you look good, the staff in the hotel?" Song Hai looked at Yuan Yi with drunken eyes. He won such a big face in front of his friends, and it belonged to the time when he looked like a hotel clerk. , I think you look good, do you want to be a star? Acting as a leading actor..." He shook his head, "It's a bit less upright, but playing the villain is still good. Now young people like big villains, you You can try it."

Yan Xi watched her father laugh and praise Yuan Yi with a cold face. Dad, they are not hotel attendants, they are golden thighs you can't even dream of.

"Thank you, I'm not interested in the entertainment industry." Yuan Yi thought he had good physical strength, so he went to work out when he was fine, but... why is Yan Xiaoxi's father so heavy

"Young people can bear hardship down-to-earth, it's not bad," Song Hai took his arm out of Yuan Yi's hand and patted Yuan Yi's shoulder. "The young man is promising, with my demeanor of the past, and a successful person in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, he sat down on the ground and was dragged up by Yan Xi.

Watching Yan Xi drag Song Hai up from the ground, Yuan Yi felt that she should not run recently, but should practice weightlifting. The self-esteem of a man disappears at this moment.

Without fighting for the steamed buns, Yuan Yi once again held Song Hai's other arm.

The two finally helped Song Hai into the car. Yan Xi shook her aching arm and buckled Song Hai to the seat of the car with a seat belt. "Yuan Xiaoer, I'm too troublesome for you today."

"Can you do it alone?" Yuan Yi looked at Song Hai with suspicion, "I'll walk with you."

People who are drunk are irrational in their words and deeds. In case Yan Xi is driving again in the car, it will be very dangerous.

"Yuan Xiaoer, you really are the most, best, and best man in the world," Yan Xi was moved by Yuan Yi's helpful and friendly behavior, but he still refused in a small, hypocritical and meaningful way." However, would it be too much trouble for you, that would be so embarrassing."

"It's okay, you have troubled me tonight," Yuan Yi went around and got into the car on the other side. "It's not bad for this one, let's go."

"Can't you speak more beautifully?" Yan Xi sat in the driving seat and whispered, "For example, we are good friends and it is okay to help you. For another example, it is my honor to serve beautiful women. "

"Thinking too much is sick, drive quickly," Yuan Yi buckled his seat belt with a click, "I have to hurry home to sleep."

Yan Xi:...

Don't be angry, don't be angry, others have helped her a lot, as a woman, be generous!

"Yan Yan," Song Hai said with a smile, "I'll sing you a song." Without allowing Yan Xi to refuse, he opened his mouth to sing.

"Coming in a hurry, going in a hurry, ebb and flow, love and hate in an instant..."

However, before he sang a few words, he was ruthlessly rejected by Yan Xi: "Dad, if I were you, I would remain silent now." Drinking and hurting the body?! I also bet people, if I don’t come to pick you up, see where you put your face." For the sake of her dad’s face, she has been enduring no episodes. Now that she gets in the car, she finally can't bear it." Smoke hurts the lungs, alcohol hurts the liver. If you live a hundred years old, you don’t drink or smoke. You are already fifty years old. Do you really think you are a child?!"

Song Hai shrank his neck and dared not sing anymore.

"Dad, I don't care how you lived before, but now with me, I won't let you go," Yan Xi said sternly, "Next time you drink so much alcohol, I will move out!"

When he heard that his daughter was moving out to live, Song Hai woke up for three minutes, and promised that he would never drink so much in the future, and that he would not bet with people to make his daughter worry, and slowly began to quit smoking, and absolutely did not make jokes about his health.

Yuan Yi, who was sitting next to her, looked at Yan Xi and said that she changed her face. Just now in front of other people, she could be called a good daughter of twenty-four filial piety. He still felt a little strange. She didn't look like such a good-tempered person.

Seeing her sternly criticizing Song Hai, Yuan Yi was a little surprised, but he still felt relieved.

It's finally normal.

"Yan Yan, I'm sorry, it was my father who was wrong this time. I will never do anything that worries you in the future."

"Okay, I forgive you," Yan Xi's expression improved a bit, "You sit down, I'm going to drive."

"Good." Song Hai's voice was so cheerful.

When the car drove halfway, Song Hai felt dizzy and realized that there was another person sitting next to him. He squinted for a long time before recognizing that this was the kind waiter just now, so he began to praise the hotel's service attitude.

Yuan Yi doesn't care about a drunk person, and Song Hai will say whatever he says.

If you don't look at the face of the monk and the face of the Buddha, this person is a little noisy, but at any rate it is Yan Xi's father who gives face to his friend, and he bears it.

When they arrived at the Song's house, Yuan Yi and Yan Xi helped Song Hai into the room. Song Hainian said, "Yan Yan, you call the driver to take this guy home. It's so late, and his family will be worried."

Yuan Yi, who was standing at the door, lowered his eyelids slightly and said nothing.

"Okay, I know, you go to sleep." Yan Xi coaxed Song Hai to sleep, closed the door and thumped his shoulders, "Yuan Xiaoer, thanks to you today, otherwise I'm really worried about whether I can get my dad back. ."

"Go, I'll take you back." Yan Xi took Yuan Yi downstairs and picked up the car key on the coffee table. His father's driver's wife gave birth to a child, and she really didn't want the driver to leave the child and the confinement wife to drive.

"No, I just sent a message for the driver to pick me up." Yuan Yi glanced at his watch. It was past eleven.

"Then sit for a while, and I'll pour you a glass of milk." Yan Xi went to the kitchen refrigerator to take out the fresh milk and poured it in the milk pan for a few minutes. "Yuan Xiaoer, do you drink milk with sugar?"

"Whatever." Yuan Yi, who was secretly looking at the decoration of the living room, immediately retracted his gaze, "I'm not picking."

Random means adding sugar, Yan Xi understands.

After pouring two cups of milk, Yan Xi put the tray on the coffee table, "It's a bit hot, be careful."

"Thank you." Yuan Yi smelled the faint scent of milk in the cup. He looked at Yan Xi looking down and blowing milk, and he felt a little hot on his face.

Was it the hot milk?

For many people, the villa where Yan Xi lives is at the luxury level. However, in Yuan Yi's view, the decoration style of this house is a bit old-fashioned, and various styles are mixed and mixed together, and it is not possible to praise a word of elegance without conscience.

But the house is very clean, with a fresh breath of life.

The driver arrived before the cup of milk was finished. Yuan Yi drank the remaining half cup of milk in one breath, and calmly wiped his mouth with a handkerchief: "You go to bed early, good night." He stood up and looked out the window. "Don't follow it, close the doors and windows, check the kitchen, and remember to lock the door after I leave."

"Okay, boss." Yan Xi got up to send Yuan Yi off, but was stopped by Yuan Yi before he reached the door. "Okay, don't come out. It's not safe to go outside at night."

Yan Xi suddenly felt that Yuan Xiaoer's worrying appearance was so cute.

"Then, good night." She waved to Yuan Yi.

Yuan Yi said, walked out the door without looking back, and by the way helped Yan Xi close the door. Yan Xi walked to the window and saw Yuan Xiaoer approaching a black Bentley. The driver graciously opened the door for him.

"Second Young Master, please get in the car."

Yuan Yi looked back at the villa behind him, and saw a shadow by the window. He bent down and got into the car, perhaps because the glass of milk was too warm just now, and he didn't sleep so late and didn't even feel a headache.

Back at the original home, Aunt Li hadn't slept yet, Yuan Yi handed her the coat she was wearing, "Big brother hasn't come back from a business trip?"

"The young master called today, indicating that the genius is back," Aunt Li was a little worried about Yuan Yi, "Why did the second young master come back so late today?"

"Handle something trivial." Yuan Yi rubbed his temples, tore off his tie and threw it on the sofa.

"Mr and wife are already asleep," Aunt Li added, "Do you want to drink milk, I'll heat it for you?"

"No, I already drank it at a friend's house." Yuan Yi looked at Aunt Li, "It's not early, you go to bed."

"Okay," Aunt Li nodded, and remembered one more thing, "By the way, my husband wanted to talk to you about something, but you never came back, so he went to bed first, and asked you to find him tomorrow morning. ."

But which friend's house did the second master go to? Even entertain guests with milk.

"Yeah, I see." Yuan Yi replied indifferently.

Seeing him like this, Aunt Li didn't say anything else after all, and lightly put away the suit and tie, and turned back to her room.