Seeing that Song Shuyu really went to the bar to look for it, He Huaichi walked up behind her, raised his hand to open a cabinet above her head, and took out a bottle of white wine.

Song Shuyu smiled gently, "My husband is still considerate."

When he raised his hand to pick it up, his wrist bone was held by the man's hand.

The temperature of his fingers was very hot, and it seemed like it could burn against her skin, which was also very hot just after taking a shower.

"He Huaichi, what do you want to do?"

"Help you open the wine."

He is really considerate and considerate to the end.

He Huaichi withdrew his hand and opened the wine with a slightly lowered handsome face.

Song Shuyu leaned against the bar, holding her chin up to look at him. She lowered her eyes a little and could see the outline of his chest. She didn't notice it, and stared at the movements of He Huaichi's hands, urging, "He Huaichi, you are so slow."

As soon as the words came out, she felt familiar. She lowered her eyelashes, but fortunately He Huaichi didn't notice anything. She raised her eyes again and saw that he was getting the wine glass again, and extended an invitation, "Let's celebrate together. Having fun alone is not as good as having fun together."

He Huaichi ignored it, poured half a glass for her, and said, "I'll take you back home tomorrow morning."

The implication is don't drink too much.

Song Shuyu ignored it and took the wine glass away.

As soon as I walked to the sofa and sat down, I heard someone knocking on the door.

"Huaichi, grandpa is leaving soon, and I want to ask you to go down and see him off." Wang Ningxi's soft voice sounded from outside the door.

Song Shuyu and He Huaichi's eyes met in the air with a tacit understanding.

Song Shuyu pursed her lips with a faint smile and said to him, "Go ahead and see Mr. Wang off for me."

He Huaichi said nothing, but he had already reached the door, opened the door and saw Wang Ningxi.

When walking towards the stairs, Wang Ningxi suddenly stopped beside him and confessed, "Grandpa and Grandpa He haven't finished their game of chess yet. I have something to say to you."

He Huaichi's steps moved slightly, obviously he wanted to leave.

"Huaichi..." Wang Ningxi stopped him excitedly, "You don't want me to disturb the people downstairs, including Shu Yu, by speaking loudly now, right?"

As expected, He Huaichi didn't move again.

Wang Ningxi said to him, "Shu Yu threw the bouquet into my hand that day. Seeing you guys leaving in the car together, I was extremely jealous. I was so sad. I felt ironic when I looked at the bouquet. I drank too much.

I happened to meet He Huaizhi who was drinking too much, and that's what happened next. I was very afraid of losing my reputation, and I was afraid that I would get pregnant again. So I begged my grandfather to come here to force me to get married."

"Huaichi, I have put my whole life on the line for you. If you sacrifice your own happiness for your dreams, then I will also destroy my own happiness. I will accompany you in another way."

As she spoke, tears rolled down like broken pearls. Then she took a step forward and hugged him, "Huaichi, I love you so much, I can only stay by your side in this way."

When she noticed the man's hand on her shoulder, she thought she was waiting for gentle and touching comfort, but she was just held by him and pushed away gently.

"Since you and Shu Yu are best friends, you shouldn't tell me these things now."

Wang Ningxi looked at him with disbelief and said, "But she was clearly the one who took you away from me. You don't love her."

He Huaichi looked at her, raised his thin lips, sneered softly, and said in an extremely lazy tone, "Love it? It doesn't matter to me."

Wang Ningxi took a step back in tears and looked at him, never expecting that He Huaichi was so cold.

The man turned around, gave her a back view, and soon returned to the room.

Song Shuyu was tasting wine, and the bottle of white wine tasted good. She had been familiar with famous wines since she was a child, and Song Jingliang was never short of money to train her tongue.

Seeing He Huaichi come back, she was still sighing that it was delivered so quickly, but she saw the tears on He Huaichi's chest at a glance. She got up and walked to the bar to pour the wine until it was almost full, but He Huaichi raised his hand to stop her.

Song Shuyu rolled her eyes and looked at him, with a cold tone, "He Huaichi, are girls who love to cry more annoying?"

Only then did He Huaichi realize the tears on his chest.

Song Shuyu asked slowly, "Then why do you let a woman cry in your arms over and over again?"
Chapter completed!