I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Jiang Chen was definitely not drunk.

Especially when he was standing in the bathroom, being drenched in cold water, he felt a jolt and his mind became even clearer.

Oops.

I forgot to fix the water heater.

The temperature tonight is a bit lower than last night, and I also drank some liquor. With my body temperature so high, I don't know if I'll catch a cold from the cold water.

or.

Just boil some water in the kettle and take a quick rinse?
It just takes a little more time.

Just do it.

Jiang Chen dried himself off, put his underwear back on, and went out of the bathroom to boil water. There was a noise coming from the doorway.

"Dong dong dong..."

He was a little surprised, then quickly put on his pajamas and went to open the door.

"This is the hangover soup my mom gave you."

Jiang Chen suddenly realized and asked with a smile, "Is Uncle Fang feeling better?"

"woke up."

Fang Qing walked into the room. "Drink it while it's hot."

Jiang Chen closed the door. He didn't need to sober up, but this soup was so comforting, especially since he had just been chilled and needed something hot to drink.

"With Uncle Fang and Aunt Pan around, it's truly a blessing."

He walked back, took the soup, and said, "Sit down."

"You've already taken a shower?"

Fang Qing looked at his "sloppy" appearance; even the buttons on his pajamas were buttoned incorrectly.

No. The water heater is broken.

"Taking a cold shower? That's good for your health."

"I tried it. It's not holding up very well, so I'm going to boil some water."

Jiang Chen lowered his head and drank the hangover soup.

"That's too much trouble. Come to my place to wash."

Jiang Chen was slightly taken aback, looked up, and was skeptical.

"What's wrong? What's the problem?"

"...Isn't that inconvenient?"

"What's inconvenient about it? Didn't you want to sleep in my room yesterday?"

Women and petty men are the most difficult to deal with.

I teased her yesterday, and she's still holding a grudge.

"Yesterday is yesterday. Uncle Fang and the others were asleep yesterday. They probably haven't gone into their rooms yet."

"It's okay, you're my boyfriend now, aren't you?"

Looking at that gentle and refined face, Jiang Chen realized that the other person hadn't come to bring him soup out of kindness, but rather to seek revenge.

He grinned.

"The play is over."

"Who said the performance was over? Nobody notified me."

"..."

Jiang Chen paused for a moment, then immediately declared, "If you want to settle accounts, you should go find Uncle Fang. It has nothing to do with me; he's the director."

The person was quite clear-headed and was not affected by alcohol.

"So you don't blame him?"

Jiang Chen asked in surprise, "Whose fault is it? Uncle Fang? Why should I blame him?"

You mean this play?

"Uncle Fang just didn't want me to be embarrassed in front of my relatives."

"what about me."

Fang Qing said in vain.

"You what?"

Jiang Chen was confused.

"If I don't want to put you in a difficult position, then who will take responsibility for me?"

"..."

Jiang Chen lost his voice.

Yes.

At best, this is a farce; at worst, it will damage Fang Qing's reputation.

The Hong family certainly won't talk nonsense, but who can guarantee that Zhang Zhongquan can keep his mouth shut?

"You probably don't care. Even if there are rumors that you're in a relationship, you can just announce a breakup after a while."

Jiang Chen quickly came up with an idea.

"You've got all the benefits, haven't you?"

Fang Qing remained calm and composed.

Jiang Chen laughed awkwardly, realizing that his words were a bit selfish, and quickly tried to appeal to emotions, "Princess Qing, I know you've been wronged, but what kind of relationship do we have? Let's just say we'd go to great lengths for each other."

Fang Qing nodded.

This sounds much better than what I said before.

"Then when will you go to my aid?"

She asked.

Jiang Chen's expression suddenly changed, becoming serious and solemn.

"Look at what you're saying. I'd go through fire and water for you if you just asked."

"really?"

"really."

Jiang Chen replied without hesitation, "Even if it costs me my life."

If he hadn't added those unnecessary details, it would have been more sincere. But this exaggerated performance somehow managed to fool Fang Qing.

"What should we do about Zhang Zhongquan's matter?" Does this mean that people with higher IQs are actually easier to fool?

"It's up to you."

"He's your uncle, not mine."

Fang Qing finally couldn't hold back any longer.

Yes.

He dumped everything on her.

They acted as if they were her relatives.

Jiang Chen took a sip of soup. "You don't need to come in person. This matter is not complicated. Just send a few people from the legal department to liaise with him."

Tsk.

She still knows how to care for people.

Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?

This is such a trivial matter, there's no need for Qingmei to go through all that trouble.

"So, how far do you want to take this lawsuit?"

Jiang Chen smiled.

"Just handle it officially. Treat him like any other party involved."

the end.

He added another comment, repeating exactly what the other person had said.

"He's not your uncle."

Just say.

Does he deserve a beating?
It's only because Fang Qing has a good personality; if it were anyone else, they would have definitely beaten him up.

"Why isn't he my uncle? Aren't you my boyfriend?"

Look.

Is it a case of reaping what you sow?

Jiang Chen shut up, lowered his head and drank the soup, finishing it in one gulp, and then handed the bowl to Fang Qing.

"It's getting late, go to bed early."

Fang Qing stood up, pausing for a moment before leaving.

"Are you really not going to take a shower?"

Jiang Chen suppressed a laugh.

"You really think I wouldn't dare? You know, when I'm pushed to the limit, I'm capable of anything."

"Yeah."

Compared to last night, Fang Qing was much calmer tonight.

What does she have to be nervous about?

After all, this guy is her father's chosen boyfriend tonight.

"Then go ahead."

"..."

The person, unable to back down, sat on the old, worn-out wooden sofa, their face alternating between pale and flushed.

Does he dare?
Of course not.

He was just bragging.

That's life. Others bet on your weaknesses, but once you decide to go all out, your opponents will be the first to back down.

"I've already boiled the water, next time."

Jiang Chen tried to save face, promising to do it next time.

Fang Qing looked down at him, holding an empty bowl, and let out a soft but clear laugh.

What a loss of face!
She didn't retaliate too much. As a legal professional, she undoubtedly knew how to strike a balance. Fang Qing, who had just regained the upper hand, was about to turn and leave when someone suddenly shouted.

"Wait a moment."

Fang Qing turned around subconsciously.

then.

Someone raised their hand and made a grasping motion in the air, which was exceptionally... lewd!
Goodnight, Qingqing.

Fang Qing was stunned, and then suddenly seemed to remember something, her face flushed with a rosy glow, so beautiful and delicate that even the night could not hide it.

There are some things I won't say, but don't think I've forgotten about Ditan Park.

It seems that both of them have exceptional and equally good memories.

"Disgusting! Shameless! Vulgar! Filthy!"

What a pity.

It's estimated that Fang Qing vented all the insults she knew, and still wasn't satisfied, as she made a move to throw the bowl in her hand.

"Hitting someone is illegal. You're a legal professional; you can't break the law knowingly!"

Jiang Chen quickly reminded him.

"Color embryo!"

Okay.

Another new phrase came to mind: a person's potential is indeed brought out by being forced. Fang Qing gritted her teeth, turned around, but still didn't smash the bowl, and walked out of the Jiang family's house.

"boom!"

The dark and silent stairwell seemed to erupt as if an earthquake had occurred.

The dust on the corridor walls was shaken off with a whoosh.

Especially the Jiang family's pitiful, aging wooden door, which was almost completely retired.

The Fang couple, who were whispering to each other, naturally heard the commotion and looked towards the door in surprise. They saw their daughter walk in with a flushed face, slam her bowl down on the dining table, and go straight back to her room without saying a word.

"what happened?"

Pan Hui was baffled.

Fang Weiguo frowned, seemingly lost in thought, before his expression hardened.

"This kid! Could he be taking this too seriously while drunk?!" (End of Chapter)