Redemption in the night

Chapter 12 How to Calculate the Account

"Five, four, three..." Before Mengshi could respond, Zhou Shixian started counting down threateningly.

Meng Shi hurriedly said with trembling voice: "I'll post it, I'll post it right away."

Speaking of which, she had opened the WeChat page, and sent her current location to her immediately.

Seeing the message that popped up on the phone, Zhou Shixian hung up the phone with a snap, then picked up the car keys and went out.

Here, Mengshi looked at the black screen of her mobile phone, and her whole body couldn't help trembling. Standing behind the door, she squatted down weakly against the door, tears of fear, panic and helplessness swirled in her eyes.

"Knock knock knock! Knock knock knock!"

The crisp knock on the door frightened Mengshi, and Fu Ze's voice came from the door: "Mengshi, my colleagues said you went upstairs, are you there?"

Mengshi hurriedly wiped away the moisture in her eyes, pressed her chest to adjust her breathing, and then replied, "I'm here, what's wrong?"

"They are starting to sing K now, and I haven't heard you sing for a long time, so I don't invite you to sing with me." Fu Ze said with a smile. When we worked together before, a group of colleagues often met to sing K together after get off work.

Mengshi supported the door frame and stood up, then opened the door with an unsatisfactory smile as much as possible: "Let's go then, let's go cry together!"

"Let's go!" Fu Ze, who was already slightly drunk, didn't notice the unnaturalness in Meng Shi's smile, and walked downstairs first.

The sound and equipment of the ktv box set up by the villa is not bad. After Mengshi and Fu Ze sang a song, everyone asked Mengshi to continue to sing. A group of people instantly turned into fans, waiting for Mengshi's mini music Special session.

One song after another, the dream poems are all sad songs, as if they are gently telling their own stories, and seem to be venting their emotions...

At this time, the doorbell of the homestay villa rang!

At the same time, Mengshi's cell phone rang!
The beautiful and hoarse singing stopped abruptly, Meng Shi didn't dare to delay, she grabbed her phone and ran out of the box.

The colleagues looked at each other in a daze, and woke up Fu Ze who was already drowsy: "Vice President, Vice President, your friend Mengshi ran out for no reason..."

Fu Ze's wine was half awake in an instant, and with the support of his colleagues, he staggered out of the box, and then saw Mengshi "killing" Zhou Shixian at the gate of the villa facing the wind and dust.

Fu Ze burst out laughing immediately, and his teasing voice was full of sour lemon flavor: "Ah, ah, ah, ah! I said Zhou Dajue, my best husband, you came here in the middle of the night to show us your affection!"

Zhou Shixian originally wanted to reprimand Mengshi directly, but when he heard Fu Ze's teasing, he immediately showed a social smile, and came to Fu Ze in three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand: "Boss Fu, long time no see."

"My own people are not polite, let's go for a drink!" After Fu Ze shook Zhou Shixian's hand, he took him to drink.

Zhou Shixian didn't refuse, and there was a trace of complicated resentment in his laughter: "Yes, my own people are rude, but you abducted my beautiful wife without my consent, how should this be settled?"

Fu Ze laughed loudly when he heard this: "I will punish myself with three cups, and I will punish myself with three cups."

The two walked shoulder to shoulder to the villa, and as they walked, Zhou Shixian looked back at Mengshi with an aggrieved expression and said, "Honey, without the meals you cook, I can't drink or eat."

The people present were severely soured again.

And only Mengshi knew that Zhou Shixian did this on purpose, to always remind her what she should do as a wife!
"I'll go to the back kitchen to prepare some dishes, and you and Mr. Fu will chat and drink." After speaking, Meng Shi hurriedly ran to the back kitchen...

As the boss of the marketing department, Fu Ze's drinking capacity is definitely not high. Even if he has drunk three rounds before, he can still accompany Zhou Shixian to drink several more rounds.

In the end, Mengshi helped Zhou Shixian go upstairs, and as soon as the door closed, Zhou Shixian, who was already drunk and dizzy, suddenly had a hard look in his eyes, and said in a cold voice, "Are you just glad you escaped?"

(End of this chapter)