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Chapter 176 No Contrast, No Harm

Chapter 176 No comparison, no harm

Sang Xiaoyu quickly ran to the bathroom and vomited.

Mother had no choice but to cover Jiang Chunhui with a quilt and continue chattering at the bathroom door.

After a while, Sang Xiaoyu came out of the bathroom, bending down and holding on to the wall, and said it was too uncomfortable, too uncomfortable. Mom, is there anything to sober up?

Her mother scolded her for drinking even though she knew this. She said it would be better if she prepared some vinegar for her when she went back, and urged her to put on her shoes quickly.

At this time, Jiang Chunhui didn't have any other ideas. He even let Sang Xiaoyu's quilt keep him warm. This quilt was not only soft and comfortable, but also had an indescribable smell, which was the unique sweet smell of Sang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Chunhui thought with satisfaction that sooner or later he would capture her in this way.

Just when he was thinking about it, he didn't expect that what Sang Xiaoyu said to his mother when he left the door to change his shoes made his dream fly away like a bird.

The mother's tone was still reproachful, and she said: "How old are you now, and you are usually quite stable, how come you drink like this? Your body doesn't want it anymore?"

You are not someone who has nothing wrong with you. You have to be checked several times a year. If you continue to drink like this, you will have to be hospitalized."

Sang Xiaoyu couldn't even put on her shoes, so she asked her mother for help, but she said vaguely: "Mom, this is just an occasional thing. Didn't I go check it out a few days ago? Don't worry, all the indicators are very good.

…”

Sang Xiaoyu seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "Mom, please wash his feet, otherwise my quilt will stink to death."

My mother said angrily: "You, when will you be able to change this terrible mysophobia? It has been so long, but you still think about it."

Jiang Chunhui remembered that Sang Xiaoyu had washed her feet more than once when she was drunk. He had also washed her feet in the small room he gave her. At that time, he was so moved that he finally knew that it was her mysophobia, or even

I dislike him.

Her mother didn't listen to her at all. Instead, she said, "You can't make things like this even if the indicators are good? Did you and Li Junhao drink like this during the Chinese New Year? I heard your Aunt Bai say that you two drank too much and staggered around."

You are over thirty and you are still worrying me about such a thing. I heard that he still spent the night at our house. What are you doing, giving up your body? "

Jiang Chunhui's head buzzed.

Sang Xiaoyu has been unwilling to live under the same roof with him for a long time, but how could she take Li Junhao in so easily?

I heard her say just now that Li Junhao drank half a bottle of Wuliangye. Was that the day she was talking about?

Sang Xiaoyu answered her mother's words and said: "I was the only one on New Year's Eve, and so was he, so he came over.

I drank too much, so I slept on the bed in the big house. I slept in the small house. Don’t listen to my Aunt Bai. She still has nice things to say? Li Junhao left early the next morning."

When the mother and daughter opened the door, they couldn't hear the sound clearly. They could only hear the footsteps going downstairs.

Jiang Chunhui was pretending to be drunk, but he immediately sat upright.

He was deeply dissatisfied.

The beautiful reverie he had just established with Sang Xiaoyu was shattered again. The wine was burning in his stomach and anger was surging in his heart.

How could he, Li Junhao, break into her house and sleep in her home? Sang Xiaoyu remained unmoved despite his repeated expressions of this intention?

The more Jiang Chunhui thought about it, the angrier she became. Sang Xiaoyu's grateful words and grateful heart were worthless at this time. Was she going to draw a cake for herself again? She just drew a good cake and took it away right away.

Totally disregarding his feelings.

The big houses and small houses are all just excuses to cover up people's eyes.

In fact, he felt that Sang Xiaoyu was a little submissive just now. If it hadn't been for that phone call, if her mother hadn't come to interfere... people are not as good as God. This is an unbreakable truth.

The more Jiang Chunhui thought about it, the angrier he became. He even wanted to call Sang Xiaoyu down again to ask her why. He tried sending a text message to Sang Xiaoyu: Come down, I have something to do.

Sang Xiaoyu didn't even pay attention. Either she really fell asleep or she was pretending.

Jiang Chunhui became stubborn and made a phone call.

No one answered.

Hit again.

Still no one picked up.

The moment of happiness just now made him feel as if he was about to get her, but looking back now it was an illusion.

Impulsively, Jiang Chunhui even wanted to go downstairs to question Sang Xiaoyu. When he didn't want to call again, Sang Xiaoyu's mother answered the phone and asked him what happened and if he wanted to drink water.

She also said that Sang Xiaoyu fell asleep as soon as he entered the house and might not wake up tomorrow morning, and advised him not to drink too much.

Jiang Chunhui had no choice but to agree submissively, feeling very annoyed and feeling a bit like his own mother.

Jiang Chunhui's mood was completely ruined. He remembered his little secretary's favorite saying: to take care of someone else's job, you have to obey others.

But Sang Xiaoyu didn't believe this evil.

In the past, he was particularly disgusted with those materialistic women, and his legs became weak when he saw his money. But not Sang Xiaoyu, who also took the money, but refused to obey his orders.

Jiang Chunhui said that the one-and-done boss is also the core and soul of the company. He is the bread and butter of many employees and the anchor of the family, but it doesn't work here in Sang Xiaoyu.

This damn Sang Xiaoyu looks weak and can be bullied, but once he becomes stubborn, he is even more stubborn than an ox.

Jiang Chunhui felt that there was an unknown fire in him that was about to erupt, and he had to do something to relieve his emotions at this time.

After he got dressed, he looked around Sang Xiaoyu's home again and again, and still came up with two words: I like it.

He wanted to smash a few things to vent his dissatisfaction, but he couldn't bear to do it.

Jiang Chunhui felt that he suddenly felt the pain of lovelorn. He just couldn't handle this woman. The more he couldn't handle it, the more itchy his heart became. He put on his shoes and decided not to think about it anymore, because new emotions were brewing.

When he went out, looking at Sang Xiaoyu's mother's room, Jiang Chunhui even wanted to break in, but it was obvious what he wanted to do, and it was difficult to say it after all.

He couldn't carry the drunk Sang Xiaoyu upstairs in front of his mother, right? He wasn't so courageous yet. There were things he could think about, but it would be difficult to do them.

The cold wind in the corridor woke Jiang Chunhui up a little. When he went downstairs, he stopped at the door of Sang Xiaoyu's mother's house for a short time. He thought about it again and again, but still didn't dare to knock on the door. He didn't want to let anything happen.

Became out of control.

After leaving the corridor, Jiang Chunhui called the driver.

He had already beaten me when he was in the house just now, he was just urging me now.

The driver said that he got out of bed and was already on the road.

Jiang Chunhui told him the address again, and the driver said he would be there soon.

As soon as Jiang Chunhui put down the phone, he saw his car coming from the corner with its headlights on and stopped steadily in front of Jiang Chunhui.

Jiang Chunhui is in a good mood. Are you planning to ambush me?

The driver said proudly that he knew he had a bad temper, but in fact he came here in a hurry.

(End of chapter)


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