I was spoiled by the boss

Song Yu: "By the way, take grandma over to do health care. Keep in touch with us at any time."

Song Yu: "Don't let yourself get into trouble."

He glanced at it, curled his lips with a half-smile, hesitated for a while, tapped the screen with his slender fingertips, typed two words, and sent them almost without hesitation:
"Auntie."

Naturally, there was no reply from the other end.

Sheng Shijin pursed her lips and clicked into the Moments on her homepage. What she shared the most were the endless photos and videos.

Almost one photo a day, recording daily life. Occasionally, there are a few photos about fashion.

Sheng Qian and a few friends were laughing at her for showing off her treasures.

Sheng Shijin flipped through the pages for a long time, pulled his lips, and exited without interest. He heard faint crying from behind again. He frowned, clicked on Sheng Qian's friend list and added friend list, and finally found Xicheng’s WeChat.

Xicheng applied to be added as a friend this afternoon, but Sheng Qian never agreed.

Sheng Shijin took it upon himself to agree without thinking, opened the dialog box, tapped the screen, and sent a few words:
“Bessie Bessie”

When he saw the message sent, he put away his phone and turned around and walked into the bar.

In the booth, Lyle was still coaxing Sheng Qian. The guy was already extremely drunk and was still drinking.

Sheng Shijin glanced at it and frowned in disgust, "Let's go back."

When Lyle saw him, he couldn't help scolding him, "So fast? She hasn't finished drinking yet, and you don't care if your sister is crying so sadly!"

Sheng Shijin raised his eyebrows and said, "How drunk are you still drinking? Help me up."

Lyle hesitated for a moment and did not continue to pour her wine. He handed Sheng Qian's bag to him and said, "Take it." Sheng Shijin took it without saying a word and looked at the two of them indifferently.

Lyle held Sheng Qian's arm with one hand and pulled her up from the sofa. He passed his other hand under her arm and accidentally brushed against Sheng Qian's chest.

Sheng Shijin frowned slightly and his tone dropped, "Where to put your hands?"

"Hey, she's my girlfriend, what's wrong?" He didn't mean it!

Sheng Shijin's face was extremely ugly. He took his hand away and pushed him away, "I'll do it."

He dropped the bag and pulled her into his arms. Sheng Qian fell softly into his arms like a doll, smelling of alcohol. Sheng Shijin frowned in disgust and didn't bother to pose. He held her hand and walked out.

Seeing this, Lyle hurriedly caught up with his bag, "Hey, hey, can you be gentler! At least pick him up!"

He said that he was going to help her, but Sheng Shijin glared at him angrily, "Go away, try touching her."

How could he know what kind of friend he had? He had played with more women than he had eaten. Although Sheng Qian was not his "sister", at least... at least he could not be taken advantage of by such a person.

"Fuck Uncle
After helping the person to the car, Sheng Shijin threw the person inside and was finally freed.

He turned around and looked at the bodyguard behind him, narrowed his eyes and sneered, "You guys, stay here and entertain Mr. Xi for me later. The rest, drive back."

Lyle was confused when he saw this, "What's going on? Why are you entertaining that bastard?"

Sheng Shijin glanced at him sarcastically, "With your brains, how dare the old sect leader leave Organization J to you."

"Fuck you, uncle!" (End of chapter)