Quan Shao's exorbitantly spoiled wife

Chapter 118
"Am I wrong?" Leng Chuyue was indifferent, but once her temper came up, it was also very scary.
"Stop arguing, for my sake, each of you take a step back, drink this drink, and calm your anger!" An Qiqi picked up two glasses of beer and handed them in front of them, acting as a peacemaker.

He looked at the elegant and generous An Qiqi, took the beer angrily, drank it straight away, and said to Leng Chuyue in a bad tone: "I didn't want you for Gu Chen's sake." This woman cares."

Leng Chuyue took a sip of beer, and was noncommittal to his words. In the original owner's memory, the other party was a face-saving, short-sighted person who often went to the bar with Song Fei. His target just now seemed to be because of Song Fei's relation.

"Come on, let's continue playing the game!" A petite woman hurriedly said to ease the tense atmosphere. She likes to watch theatre, but she doesn't want the atmosphere to be so rigid and ruin her mood of having fun.

The game continued. I don't know if Leng Chuyue was unlucky today. Five of the ten rounds were lost. In order to avoid the big adventure, she even drank a few cans of beer.

While drinking and slandering, since they asked the truth, they will not choose the truth in the future, and choose those big adventures treacherously.

"I'm not playing anymore!" Leng Chuyue said painfully after drinking the fifth bottle of beer, her head was dizzy, her clear watery eyes were dimmed, and she supported her swollen head with her small white hands.

"Weak chicken!" Wu Yong satirized with disdain.

"I'm not like you who spend every day in the bar. I have already practiced the super ability to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk." Leng Chuyue said lightly.

"Of course!" Wu Yong lifted his chin proudly, and when he slowly came back to his senses, he realized that it was Leng Chuyue's mockery. When he subconsciously wanted to settle accounts with her, he found her sitting not far away, Only when he was surrounded by several young ladies, did he hold back.

On the other side, Leng Chuyue was covering her head, her face was flushed, and all the coldness had faded away, leaving only a lazy and charming aura.

"Chuyue, you're drunk, I'll let the servant take you back to your room to rest!" An Qiqi was very worried, she said gently.

"I'm not drunk!" Leng Chuyue, who was drunk, sat on the chair very peacefully. Hearing An Qiqi's words, she retorted subconsciously.

"Drunk people never admit that they are drunk, be good, be good, go back to your room and rest." An Qiqi held Leng Chuyue's hand, trying to pull her up.

"Qiqi, let me do it!" Gu Chen looked at this scene, and he immediately asked for help.

"I don't want to go to rest!" Just when Gu Chen's hand touched her arm, Leng Chuyue stood up suddenly, pouted her rosy and delicate lips, her misty eyes were full of water, and she was full of coquettishness. now.

"Sister, go to rest quickly, don't let others laugh at you." Leng Yiyi coaxed Leng Chuyue in a low voice, with a hint of impatience in her voice.

"I was laughed at by others just now. Young Master Quan abandoned me. He already has a beautiful woman in his arms. I should be abandoned for my work with bean sprouts." Leng Chuyue's voice raised, and the dissatisfied and sad Emotions, try to vent out.

"Chuyue, I was talking nonsense in the morning. Don't be sad. Young Master Quan doesn't know how to appreciate your beauty. Someone will eventually." Yang Ying stopped shooting the video and walked to Leng Chuyue's side with a guilty expression on her face. .

"You're not talking nonsense, it's true!" Tears rolled down from her eyes.

"Why are you crying?" Yang Ying exclaimed, she turned her head to look at Leng Yiyi, "Yiyi, your sister is crying, come quickly and comfort her."

Leng Yiyi and An Qiqi looked at each other, exchanged a light that others could not understand, quickly ran to Leng Chuyue's side, took out a tissue and gently wiped the tears on her face.

As everyone knows, when Gu Chen was about to talk to An Qiqi, when he saw that scene, a strange feeling flashed in his heart. Why did he see a strong gloom on the gentle and kind An Qiqi just now? He doesn't like it.

He shook his head, trying to take a closer look, but saw An Qiqi looking at him with a smile, showing the elegance of a lady.

"Sister, I'll take you back to your room!"

"I don't want you to see me off!" Leng Yiyi shook her body, "I want to go back to my room by myself, I know the way!"

"You're drunk now, do you know the way?" Leng Yiyi looked at Leng Chuyue who was shaking like an enemy.

"I'm not drunk!" Leng Yiyi emphasized again, "If you take me back to my room, I won't go back to my room."

Seeing Leng Chuyue's "playing around" side, the people around her couldn't help laughing.

"Sister, I don't trust you!"

"I'm not a child, I just want to be alone!" Leng Chuyue said with a sob.

Leng Yiyi looked helplessly at the drunk Leng Chuyue, consulted them for their opinions, and finally nodded in agreement, "Then if you have any problems, you must tell them."

"I want my phone, give me back the phone!" Leng Chuyue's body was shaking, her face was blushing, and in the eyes of some people, the desire in her heart was about to move.

Yang Ying saw Leng Chuyue's finger pointing straight at her, she subconsciously looked in An Qiqi's direction, and got a vague nod from the other party, and then she returned the phone to Leng Chuyue, "Hold it well! "

Leng Chuyue pulled the phone from her hand, her fingernails slid across Yang Ying's wrist, and a red, swollen and bloodshot trace appeared on Yang Ying's wrist.

"Hiss..." Yang Ying's eyes turned red.

Leng Chuyue laughed "hehe", that smirk made people unbearable to criticize.

Regardless of everyone's reaction, she staggered towards the villa.

An Qiqi secretly winked at the servant beside her, and the servant left quickly.

Leng Chuyue swayed and struggled towards the gate of the villa. She was out of breath. The servant hid not far away and looked at her wobbly figure, and laughed viciously. It would be better if she fell to her death.

The servant is An Qiqi's wet nurse. She saw An Qiqi grow up, and that day the young lady was humiliated by Quan Shao and Leng Chuyue. She saw the whole process and felt sorry for the young lady.

Leng Chuyue slowly moved back into the room and closed the door. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw the piece of yellow cloth at the corner, and a gleam of light slipped from the depths of her misty eyes, but the servant didn't see it.

"Miss Leng, here!" Xue appeared in the middle of Leng Chuyue's room with a bowl of hangover soup.

"I'm not drunk!" Hearing Xue's words, Leng Chuyue's eyes suddenly changed, and her body was full of alcohol, which proved that she had just drunk.

In her previous life, she was often taken to drink by her brother. In her eyes, those bottles of beer were just a few glasses of boiled water, not even half a dozen. How could she get drunk.

She pretended to be drunk, just to make them let down their guard on purpose, to see what kind of moth they were trying to get out of behind their backs.

Xue didn't let go of the hand holding the hangover soup, and there was a hint of persistence in her eyes.

Leng Chuyue had no choice but to take it over, frowning, and finished drinking the hangover soup in one gulp with her eyes closed.

"Has anyone noticed your appearance?" Leng Chuyue handed her the empty bowl and asked cautiously.

"No!" She was very careful just now, even avoiding the monitoring, wandering in the blind corner of the monitoring.

Leng Chuyue gave a soft "hmm", "Have you found anything unusual?"

"not yet!"

"I don't believe that they will not take action. If there is any abnormality, you will notify me immediately!" The woman's sixth sense told him that tonight was destined to be a restless night.

(End of this chapter)