She Came To My Concert

There was no sound of talking in the room, and the keyboard that came with the computer was not tapped again, only the call time on the mobile phone was beating every second.

"Congratulations."

Ling Chen suddenly spoke again.

"Ok?"

"Do you like diamonds?"

This endless question made Zhu Wenshu a little confused, but she didn't take it too seriously when she thought that the opposite was a drunk person.

"who does not like."

Looking at the document again, I thought if I didn't like diamonds, why did I have to work overtime so late.

"I wish I could build a house out of diamonds."

Ling Chen on the other end of the phone chuckled.

"You put it that way, I have to sell myself to afford it."

"..."

Drunk, drunk.

Zhu Wenshu kept reminding himself in his heart not to take what the drunk said to heart.

But the heartbeat still inevitably missed a beat.

In order to prevent the long silence from revealing himself, Zhu Wenshu rolled his eyes and opened his mouth and said, "Can you make as much money as you do by selling yourself?"

"That's hard to say."

Ling Chen's voice was obviously drunk, not as deep as usual, and sounded a little frivolous, "After all, there are two people who choose me, and 40 million will be my deal."

Zhu Wenshu: "..."

She looked out the window, pursed her lips tightly, and suppressed the smile on the corner of her mouth.

"Congratulations."

He called her name again.

"Ok?"

"If it were you, how would you choose?"

"?"

Zhu Wenshu was stunned for a moment before realizing what Ling Chen asked again.

20 million, and sleeping until Ling Chen, which one to choose?

Where did the deity ask this kind of thing out!

Sure enough, he was a drunk.

"I am a teacher of the people, a teacher by example..."

Zhu Wenshu's chest was pounding, "If I hesitate for a second, it is disrespect for the 20 million."

Chapter 27

late at night.

There are many houses hidden in the night, and only a few scattered houses have their lights on.

Although Ling Siyuan's bedroom is at the innermost part of the room, the movement of Ling Xingyan opening the door is still very small.

He was afraid of disturbing his son's sleep, but also thought that if the brat was still awake, he would catch him right away.

After entering the door, I found that the whole house was silent and the living room was completely dark, so I was relieved.

He walked lightly across the corridor, pushed open the bedroom door, saw that Ling Siyuan was sleeping soundly, and sat quietly aside for a while.

Then I came out and went to bed after I was going to eat something.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to the living room, a gust of cold wind blew, making him shiver.

This Aunt Xiao is really true, she actually opened the balcony door wide on such a cold day.

He hurried to the balcony.

When I passed the sofa, I heard the rustling sound of turning over.

When I looked down, I realized that there was another person lying on the sofa.

Even Ling Xingyan, who was in his thirties, was taken aback by this scene. After patting his chest, he realized who was on the sofa.

He bent down and asked in a low voice, "Why are you sleeping here?"

The person on the couch didn't respond.

Ling Xingyan moved closer, smelled the smell of alcohol, and muttered: "Oh, this is so drunk..."

He understood Ling Chen's living habits, and knew that he would not even touch spicy food.

In the two years since his debut, he was often taken by his boss to various dinner parties, but he never got drunk like this.

I don't know if I'm in a good mood today or too bad.

Ling Xingyan didn't talk to the drunk anymore, took off his coat, and planned to take him to the bedroom.

As soon as he leaned over and raised Ling Chen's hand, he heard a "clang".

A mobile phone slipped to the ground.

Ling Xing didn't care about it, thinking about getting Ling Chen to the bed first.

However, at this moment, a female voice suddenly sounded in the quiet living room.

——"Hello? Is that Mr. Ling Xingyan? Are you back?"

Xingyan was startled again by this weird voice, looked around, and heard another "Hello?" before realizing where the voice came from.

He bent down to pick up Ling Chen's cell phone, looked at the screen, and suddenly smiled silently.

"Well, it's me. Teacher Zhu hasn't slept yet?"

"It's good that you come back."

On the phone, Zhu Wenshu's voice was a little tired, "Ling Chen suddenly fell silent just now, and I was worried that something happened."

"It's okay, he's just asleep."

Ling Xingyan glanced at the man who was sleeping soundly beside him, "He's at home, I just came back."

"Okay, just be safe."

Zhu Wenshu said, "Then I'll hang up first?"

"Hey!"

Ling Xingyan sighed heavily, "It's really troublesome for you, the big and small of my family don't worry about it, and you worry about it so late."

"You're welcome."

He said so, but Zhu Wenshu also sighed, "We are teachers, we are used to it."

After hanging up the phone.

Ling Xingyan tilted his head to look at the screen, and saw the call records showed that it lasted thirty-seven minutes.

He glanced at the person sleeping on the sofa again.

Breathe long and steady, face

It looks very relaxed. If you observe carefully under the moonlight, you can also find a slight curvature at the corner of his mouth.

Ling Xingyan put the phone aside and dragged him to the room with difficulty.

"Tsk, light can have sweet dreams."

At noon the next day, Ling Chen woke up and found that his whole body was aching, as if he had been beaten up.