After maintaining the same posture for a long time, Josnian's arms were a little sore, but seeing that Ye Jiaqi was sleeping soundly, he did not move.

Song Shaoyan sent him a message: "Old Qiao, I'm going out to drink tonight."

Josnian knew that his mood was a hundred times, a thousand times heavier than his own. Jiang Ci's significance to Song Shaoyan was not comparable to that of ordinary people. Even he, who had known him since childhood, could not replace Jiang Ci's importance to Song Shaoyan.

The position in the heart.

Josnian replied: "Okay."

Song Shaoyan: "Old Qiao...how could this happen? How could this happen?"

Josnian: "Take good care of Xiao and think about it."

"I will treat Xiang Xiang as my biological daughter."

Josnian knew that Song Shaoyan would definitely keep his word.

When it was nearly two o'clock, Ye Jiaqi woke up, but he still held Josnian in his arms and refused to let go. He was in a very depressed mood: "Si Nian, didn't you go to the company?"

"I'm not going today. Shao Yan just asked me to go out drinking at night. I'll accompany him."

"Yeah." Ye Jiaqi understood, "He must be feeling very uncomfortable, such a good brother."

Josnian patted her back and gently comforted her without saying anything more, with a solemn look in his eyes.

…

In the evening, Song Shaoyan opened a private room by himself in a Beijing restaurant.

He brought red wine from the Song House wine cellar. Before Josnian came, he had already drank several glasses, almost one after another, refusing to put it down.

Josnian grabbed the cup from his hand as soon as he entered the private room: "Drink less, and don't make fun of your body no matter what. You still have Ning An, two children, and Jiang Ci's daughter to take care of.

"

"Let me drink, just this once, just this once..." Song Shaoyan humbly grabbed the wine glass from Josnian, his face was pale, his eyes were scarlet, his black shirt was stained with wine, and his shirt was also wrinkled

of.

Josnian frowned and finally returned the wine glass to him.

He has not seen Song Shaoyan so out of control for many years.

He knew that Jiang Ci meant so much to Song Shaoyan that no one could replace him.

Song Shaoyan got the wine glass and poured wine into it.

Keep pouring wine.

The red liquid flowed down the wall of the cup, shining dark red under the light.

The table was in a mess and there was nothing but wine.

Josnian knew that he probably just wanted to drink tonight.

Song Shaoyan's haggard face was covered with tears, and his eyes were filled with tears. Sometimes he would drink, and sometimes he would look at the glass in a daze.

"Old Qiao, drink with me." Song Shaoyan brought him an empty wine glass, "Don't persuade me tonight, promise me, don't persuade me."

"But you have to be measured."

"I know... I have sense... I also have An An, Xiao Tangtang, Xiao Senbao, and Jiang Ci's daughter Xiao Xiangxiang..." Song Shaoyan rambled on, "I will take good care of them, I

I will take on the responsibilities of a husband and father, and similarly, I will not treat Xiao Xiangxiang badly, I will let her live a happy life, and I will not treat her as an outsider, she will be the daughter of the Song family from now on."

Song Shaoyan's words were sincere and warm, and Josnian's eyes were slightly moist.

He sat down to drink with Song Shaoyan and made an agreement.

The two men sat facing each other. Josnian was rational and restrained, but Song Shaoyan drank tonight with the attitude of never getting drunk.
Chapter completed!