Honey-colored giants: Ex-wife is too hard to quit

Chapter 155

It was still early at this time, and the bar seemed a little deserted, except for a few guests, there was no usual noisy scene.

Ling Shao sat quietly at the bar of the bar, holding a glass of wine, exuding a touch of sadness all over his body.

Lan waited for Lin to stand quietly not far behind Ling Shao, looking at Ling Shao's back, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Ling Shao is like a lonely and helpless child at this time, making people feel distressed involuntarily.

He sat quietly, sipping the wine in his glass silently, without saying a word.

A trace of guilt flashed across Lan Dailin's eyes, and she felt that maybe she should do something at this time.

Slowly walked to Ling Shao and sat down, ordered a glass of beer, Lan waited for Lin to hold the glass and silently looked at Ling Shao's resolute and handsome profile, wanted to speak a few times but didn't know what to say, In the end, I still couldn't say a word.

Ling Shao's eyes were full of grief and sadness, and he looked a little depressed and decadent.

He drank the wine in the glass silently, without a trace of figure in his eyes, as if all the energy of the whole person had disappeared.

This is the first time Lan Dailin has seen Ling Shao in this appearance.

She suddenly felt a great pain in her heart, seeing Ling Shao like this made her feel very sad.

After Ling Shao drank one cup after another, he had already drank four or five cups in a blink of an eye, and all he drank was high alcohol.

Vodka produced in Russia, this kind of wine is unbearable even for a small glass, but he drank many glasses in a row.

His cheeks had turned red, even his neck and ears were all red, but he still didn't stop.

As a result, he grabbed the wine glass handed over by the bartender and poured it into his mouth. It seemed that what he was drinking was not high-alcohol wine at all, but rather boiled water.

Lan Dailin really couldn't stand it any longer. When Ling Shao just picked up the vodka that the bartender brought over and was about to pour it into his mouth, Lan Dailin suddenly grabbed Ling Shao's wrist and said with a look of reluctance, "Ling Shao, stop drinking!"

Ling Shao turned his head to look at Lan Dailin with an obscure smile, and shook his head slightly, "I'm fine! Let me continue drinking!"

"No!" Lan Dailin looked at Ling Shao righteously, "This is vodka, if you drink it like this, something will happen!"

"I said I'm fine!" Ling Shao looked at Lan Dailin's complicated eyes and emphasized, and gently broke away from Lan Dailin's palm, poured a full glass of vodka into his mouth, and stared aside Looking at his bartender, he said, "One more drink!"

The bartender looked at Ling Shao in astonishment, and finally obediently handed him a new glass of vodka.

Seeing that Ling Shao was about to pick it up again, Lan Dailin suddenly grabbed the vodka in front of Ling Shao and poured it into her mouth.

Ling Shao turned his head slowly, looking at Lan Dailin with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"That's my wine!" Ling Shao emphasized softly.

After drinking a glass of vodka, Lan treated Lin's whole body as if it was on fire, and her brain was slightly hot. She looked at Ling Shao and said lightly, "I know! If you want to drink, I will accompany you!"

Lan waited for Lin to turn her head to the bartender, and said flatly, "Two bottles of vodka!"

Pushing a bottle of vodka handed over by the bartender to Ling Shao, ignoring Ling Shao's surprised eyes, Lan waited for Lin to pick up another bottle and pour it into her mouth, then slammed the bottle on the bar counter, Looking at Ling Shao with burning eyes, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "Why don't you drink?"

"Don't drink, you'll get drunk!" A trace of worry flashed in Ling Shao's dark eyes, and he reached out to snatch the wine bottle from Lan Dailin's hand, but she quickly dodged it.

Lan waited for Lin to take a few sips of vodka. The spicy taste made her stomach feel as if it was on fire, and her head began to get confused, but she didn't show the slightest uncomfortable expression.

She stared at Ling Shao, whose eyes were dark and his face was full of worry, and shook her head slightly, trying her best to maintain a trace of sobriety.

"There is something I have never had the courage to say to you! Now I have to say it!" Lan Dailin said in a low voice to Ling Shao with the strength of wine.

"Stop talking, I'll take you back!" Ling Shao stood up suddenly, and stretched out his hand to help Lan to wait for Lin.

Lan waited for Lin to open Ling Shao's hand, and looked at him stubbornly, "No, I want to say it! Tell me to say it, I'm afraid that after today, I won't have the courage to say it again!"

"Okay, tell me!" Ling Shao looked at Lan Dailin quietly, he knew that Lan Dailin had drunk too much, so he could only follow her at this moment.

"I already know about your mother, I'm sorry! It's all my fault!" After speaking, Lan Dailin suddenly lowered her head with guilt, "It's all because of me that she...she...I'm sorry for you!"

"You don't need to be sad, my mother is fine. I have sent her to the United States for treatment, and she will recover soon!" Ling Shao's eyes flashed a trace of grief, but he pretended to be indifferent to comfort her Lan waited for Lin to say.

"You don't need to lie to me! I know everything I need to know! She passed away, right? Ling Shao, I'm sorry!" Lan Dailin's eyes slowly shed tears.

"Don't talk nonsense, my mother is fine, she is in the United States now! You don't have to feel guilty, it's really none of your business!" Ling Shao emphasized to Lan Dailin.

"It's this time, and you're still lying to me? Ling Shao, how long have you been trying to lie to me?" Lan Dailin looked at Ling Shao with a wry smile, "She's gone, she's gone! I'm sorry, it's all because I made you suffer so much! I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"

Lan Dailin was too aware of the importance of Li Yuehua to Ling Shao.

Many years ago, when Lan Dailin was still Zhao Zixuan, when she and Ling Shao walked into the marriage hall hand in hand, Ling Shao once told her personally.

In this world, the person he cares about is Li Yuehua, the person he respects the most is Li Yuehua, and the person he is most grateful to is also Li Yuehua.

At the beginning, he asked Zhao Zixuan very sincerely not to be angry with Li Yuehua no matter what, and not to make her unhappy no matter what.

Because without Li Yuehua, there would be no Ling Shao, and without Li Yuehua, Ling Shao would not grow up so big, and it would be impossible for him to meet Zhao Zixuan, let alone bring the two of them together.

In the years after marriage, even though Li Yuehua disliked Zhao Zixuan and often deliberately embarrassed Zhao Zixuan, Zhao Zixuan always kept Ling Shao's words in mind, and would never talk back to Li Yuehua, let alone have any complaints in her heart.

She loves Ling Shao, and Ai Wu and Wu also love Li Yuehua.

For Ling Shao, Li Yuehua was his sky, Li Yuehua propped up a piece of sky for him with his own hands, now that Li Yuehua passed away, the sky collapsed, the blow to Ling Shao can be imagined.

Lan blamed herself very much for Lin. If she hadn't provoked Li Yuehua last time, Li Yuehua would not have had a second stroke, let alone die completely in a few days.

Lan Dailin even thought that she was the murderer who killed Li Yuehua, one can imagine the blow to her.

The guilt in her heart couldn't make her feel at ease.

"You think too much! She's fine, she's living a good life!" Ling Shao emphasized again, he didn't want to see Lan blame herself for Lin, so he would rather lie to her.

He thought that he had concealed the news of Li Yuehua's death well, and he didn't believe that Lan Dailin would know about it.

So he kept denying it all the time, and didn't want Lan to have too much psychological burden on Lin.

"You don't have to lie to me! I really know it all!" Lan Dailin looked at Ling Shao with a painful expression and said.

"Lan Dailin, wake up! Let me tell you again, she is alive, my mother is still alive! Can you hear me clearly?" Ling Shao grabbed Lan Dailin's wrist and growled.

"Ling Shao, stop lying to me! If she is still alive, why do you carry this with you?" Lan Dailin slowly took out the black armband she found at the bar entrance and held it in front of Ling Shao, "This Who would carry this kind of thing on their body? How long are you going to lie to me?"

Seeing the black armband in Lan Dailin's hand, Ling Shao felt a little powerless.

He never expected that Lan Dailin would actually pick this up, and he never expected that Li Yuehua's death could not be concealed after all.

Seeing Lan Dailin's face full of guilt and pain, Ling Shao felt a little distressed. He gently stroked Lan Dailin's cheek and comforted him, "Yes, my mother passed away! But this has nothing to do with you!"

"How come it doesn't matter? Ling Shao, do you believe what you said?" Lan Dailin retorted painfully.

Ling Shao looked at Lan's excited attitude towards Lin, and slowly lowered his eyes, "I didn't want to talk about this at first! After all, family ugliness should not be publicized, but now I have to tell you the truth!"

"What?" Lan Dailin looked at Ling Shao in astonishment, "What truth?"

"The truth about my mother's death!" Ling Shao looked at Lan Dailin quietly, with a flash of pain in his eyes, "You already knew about Mo Ru's suicide by cutting his wrists, but what you didn't know was that Mo Ru woke up in the hospital excitedly. She was going to commit suicide by jumping off a building. My mother suffered a cerebral hemorrhage because she was too emotional when she heard the news. So, all this has nothing to do with you, so you don't have to blame yourself!"

"You lied to me, you lied to me!" Lan Dailin didn't believe what Ling Shao said at all, she suspected that Ling Shao made up such a lie just to comfort her.

"I didn't lie to you, everything I said is true! My mother's death has nothing to do with you! If someone has to be responsible for this matter, it should be me! If it wasn't for me not taking good care of Moru, if It's not that I didn't find out in time that Mo Ru had the idea of ​​committing suicide, and things wouldn't have turned out like this!"

Ling Shao sighed with a gloomy face, sat back on the chair slumped, picked up the vodka on the bar and poured it into his mouth frantically.

In a blink of an eye, a bottle of vodka was drained, but Ling Shao didn't have any intention of stopping. He grabbed the half of the bottle of vodka that Lan waited for Lin to drink and continued to pour it into his mouth.

"Don't drink it! Don't drink it!" Lan waited for Lin to reach out to snatch the bottle in Ling Shao's hand, but she didn't expect Ling Shao to turn around and hide in the past. When robbing, the wine bottle in Ling Shao's hand was completely empty.

"Ling Shao, are you alright?" Lan Dailin asked nervously as she unsteadily grabbed Ling Shao's arm.

"I... I'm fine!" Ling Shao forced a smile at Lan Dailin, and suddenly his face turned bitter, "Go back! You don't have to worry about me, I'm fine! Another bottle!"

"Don't drink it! I beg you not to drink it!" Lan Dailin begged while holding Ling Shao's hand.

"No, I want to drink! You let me drink! Don't stop me!" Ling Shao threw Lan Dailin away and continued to drink vigorously.

Seeing that Ling Shao couldn't be held back, Lan waited for Lin to stand up unsteadily and sit on the chair beside Ling Shao.

"Since you want to drink, I'll drink with you!"

Two people with different moods each grabbed a bottle of vodka and drank it desperately.

Ling Shao drank because of pain, sadness, sadness, and despair, while Lan treated Lin to drink because of guilt and to accompany Ling Shao.

As the saying goes, it's even more worrying to use alcohol to get rid of sorrows and sorrows. The two of them drank like this, and soon both of them were drunk.

"Ling Shao, come, drink!" Lan waited for Lin's tongue to get knotted, and she couldn't speak clearly. Everything in front of her was shaking violently. She raised the wine bottle in her hand and pointed it at Ling Shao. Putting the wine bottle to his mouth, the whole person was completely paralyzed.

The huge wine bottle in his hand was thrown to the ground with a bang and smashed to pieces.

Ling Shao, whose mind was no longer sober, found that Lan Dailin was drunk, so he quickly dropped the wine bottle in his hand, got up unsteadily, helped Lan Dailin up, and stammered, "Are... are you okay? ?"

"I...I'm fine..." Lan Dailin closed her eyes, waved her arms indiscriminately, and said with teeth and claws.

"You're drunk, I'll take you back!" Ling Shao settled the bill, staggered and supported Lan Dailin, who was completely limp, and walked out of the bar.

"I'm not drunk, let's continue drinking!" Lan Dailin murmured unconsciously.

Ling Shao looked at Lan Dailin with distressed face, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Lan Dailin's hair scattered on her forehead, smelling of alcohol, and staggered to help her walk to the sports car not far away.

When walking halfway, a man suddenly appeared in front of Ling Shao, "Mr. Ling, Miss Lan, are you all right?"

"Why are you here?" Ling Shao asked drunkenly as he looked at the manor security captain who unexpectedly appeared in front of him.

"I heard that you and Ms. Lan drove out for a drink, so I followed here with some worries! I'll take you back!" The captain of the bodyguard came over and wanted to help Ling Shao, but Ling Shao gently pushed him away.

"I'm fine, I can go by myself! You send her to the car first!" Ling Shao pushed Lan Dailin in his arms to the captain of the bodyguard, and said drunkenly.

"Okay then!" The captain of the bodyguard looked at Ling Shao, who was still somewhat sane, and then glanced at Lan Dailin, who was drunk and unconscious in his arms, and nodded.

Helping Lan Dailin to walk to an extended Lincoln not far away, he turned his head and asked Ling Shao to follow carefully.

Sitting in the back row of the car, with the cool wind blowing from the window, Ling Shao, who was drowsy, gradually regained consciousness. Seeing Lan Dailin lying unconscious beside him, Ling Shao seemed a little worried.

Gently reached out and stroked Lan Dailin's cheek, and whispered with distressed face, "Fool, why do you have to have so many drinks when you can't drink? Don't you know that my heart hurts seeing you like this?"

Lan Dailin, who was unconscious, seemed to feel that someone was stroking her cheek, and suddenly reached out and grabbed Ling Shao's palm, frowning tightly and said vaguely, "Ling Shao... Ling Shao...you... Why...why treat me...so...good!"

Ling Shao held Lan Dailin's palm tightly with both hands, and murmured in a low voice with complicated eyes, "Because you are..."

(End of this chapter)