Rebirth: The Wife Is Too Domineering

Chapter 30 Drunk

Guests were coming and going at the banquet, and everyone had a real or fake smile on their face. It was hard to tell how much was fake.

Yun Chu sat in the corner, pouring wine into his mouth indiscriminately, as if he could forget his father's disappointed eyes and Luo Er's hateful eyes as long as he got drunk.

Lu Jihao was driven away by her.

He and Shaodong of the Ouyang family were good friends, and she knew about it in her previous life.

At the third anniversary party, the Ouyang family announced all the shares of several newly acquired companies on the spot, but the Su family was not among them.

Maybe Lu Jihao felt sorry for the Su family...

She smiled self-deprecatingly, feeling her consciousness being pulled away bit by bit.

"Stop drinking." A kind-hearted big hand snatched her wine glass. The low tone was cold and cold, but if you listened carefully, you could tell a hint of helplessness.

Yun Chu shook his head and turned around, looking into a pair of deep blue eyes.

"It's...it's you?" Why is Duan Qimo here? She covered her head and thought for a moment, yes, this is an upper-class social circle, so it's not surprising that Duan Qimo is here.

"You're drunk." He concluded firmly.

He had come a long time ago, even before her, but he didn't expect to see such a 'wonderful' scene.

He stared at the woman in front of him, his big misty eyes full of mist, his cheeks rosy due to drunkenness shone with exquisite luster under the light of crystal, and her plump and bright red lips opened and closed, seeming to invite others to bow their heads for a kiss.

His eyes, as calm as the vast ocean, darkened.

He raised his hand and rubbed the soft lips with his fingertips. It was here that was defiled by another man just now.

Thinking of that scene, Duan Qimo's eyes turned cold.

"Brother?" Yun Chu took off his warm palm, raised his head, stared at him with his big black eyes, and suddenly shook his head, "No... you are not my brother..."

Duan Qimo supported her shaking body, with helplessness in his eyes.

"Then tell me, who am I?"

"Who are you?" Yun Chu blinked blankly. He tilted his head and tried to think about who the man in front of him was.

Duan Qimo... yes, he is Duan Qimo...

And she, she is Duan Yunchu... No! She is Su Chen!

But, Su Chen... is already dead.

Yun Chu suddenly sat down on his chair and sat back on his chair blankly. She was dead, already dead...

"What's wrong?" Seeing that she was suddenly hit hard, Duan Qimo raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I, I'm dead..." Duan Yunchu looked at him sadly, "Brother, I'm dead, I can't go back, I can't go back..."

Hearing this, Duan Qimo's face darkened, "Don't talk nonsense."

"It's true." She died. Yun Chu sniffed and looked a little helpless at the moment. Who knows how much she... wanted to go home?

"I want to go home..." She grabbed the warm palm, as if it was all her strength to support her, "I really want to go home, I really want to..."

His eyes gradually became helpless, "Okay, I'll take you home."

Knowing that her foot was injured, Duan Qimo picked her up and prepared to leave.

Ouyang Li, the young master of the Ouyang family, happened to come over and said, "Mr. Duan, are you going back so early?"

Duan Qimo glanced at him lightly and simply replied with one word, "Yeah."

Ouyang Li smiled flatteringly, "Then I won't waste Mr. Duan's precious time. I hope I can invite Mr. Duan to Ouyang's house again next time."

Duan Qimo was too lazy to answer this time and just hugged Ren'er and left.

Ouyang Li watched him leave with a meaningful smile on his lips.

"Ah Hao, aren't you afraid that doing this will annoy Duan Qimo?" he asked the people around him.

Lu Jihao's eyes were straight and disdainful: "It's not that easy for him to touch me."

The wine glasses clinked, and Ouyang Li drank the wine in one gulp, "I wish you good luck."

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He carried Yun Chu all the way to the car. She originally thought she would go crazy with alcohol, but unexpectedly she curled up in his arms like a cat.

An unknown warmth suddenly surged in my heart.

The weak and boneless body was pressed against his chest, and the hot and humid breath was all over his neck. Duan Qimo couldn't help but feel his lower abdomen tighten, and couldn't help but curse in a low voice. He actually reacted!

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Thank you Qin Duanduan and Jiuqing for the red envelopes and gifts. I will update more information tomorrow!