Zhou Beijing put his hand on the doorknob, his eyes flashed deeply, and he walked in as if nothing had happened.

He pulled out the chair and sat down. The legs of the chair rubbed against the ground and made a harsh sound. However, he sat down calmly and poured wine for Hua Nan Ting.

"Mr. Hua, continue."

Hua Nanting put away his cell phone, smiled at Lu Qianning, and continued chatting with Zhou Beijing.

Although Hua Nanting is more than ten years older than Zhou Beijing, there is no generation gap at all and he is forthright and like an elder brother, so we have a great time chatting with him.

"Shameless." Hua Yunran sat back and muttered quietly.

Only Lu Qianning could hear it. Lu Qianning raised his eyelids to look at her and quickly lowered his head, because Hua Nanting's son applied through her friend.

Embarrassingly, she forgot the child's name, so she could only make a note of "Hua".

She introduced herself, and she didn't know if the kid still remembered it. Anyway, she never received a reply to the message she sent.

There was no movement at the end of the dinner, so Hua Nan Ting's dream was probably ruined.

While playing golf in the afternoon, Hua Nanting took the opportunity to quietly ask her how she was doing several times, but she shook her head helplessly.

Gradually, Hua Nanting became disappointed and was defeated one after another by Zhou Beijing. When the show ended in the evening, everyone else was almost depressed.

After coming out of the golf course, several people got into their own cars.

Lu Qianning fastened his seat belt and asked Zhou Beijing in the back seat, "Mr. Zhou, should you go back to the company or go home directly from get off work?"

"Get off work." Zhou Beijing's thin lips parted and the words came out. He leaned his head on the seat, closed his eyes and rested, "Send her home."

This "she" naturally refers to Hua Yunran.

Lu Qianning glanced at Hua Yunran in the rearview mirror. Hua Yunran showed no expression at all, "I'm going to live by the lakeside. I'm moving out."

"Okay." Lu Qianning turned on the navigation, drove straight to the lakeside home, put down Hua Yunran and left quickly.

On the way, she remembered Hua Yunran's exposure to the media and mentioned, "Miss Hua's incident is probably related to An Peinan. When I went to the hospital last night, I saw him coming from the direction of Miss Hua's ward.

of."

Zhou Beijing said nothing. She glanced in the rearview mirror. He closed his eyes to rest and seemed to be asleep.

She didn't say any more and drove directly to Xiushui Scenic Spot without Zhou Beijing's reminder.

Zhou Beijing was very satisfied with her strong self-consciousness. He changed his shoes from the entrance and entered the house side by side with her.

The atmosphere was a bit awkward, which gave Lu Qianning the illusion that a young couple was working together. She rolled up her sleeves and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Zhou Beijing put his coat on the sofa, turned around and unbuttoned his cuffs, and was about to say something when he suddenly heard someone knocking on the door.

"I'll open it." Lu Qianning turned around and opened the door.

Outside the door was Zhang Yueliang, carrying a thermos bucket. When he saw her opening the door, he grinned and ran into the house without saying anything.

"Sister, I made your favorite food today——"

There was Wu Senhuai outside the door, who smiled at Lu Qianning and said, "Sister Qianning, thanks to you, I can make a living just by sending her here."

Wu Senhuai walked into the house as he spoke, pushing Zhang Yueliang who was standing motionless, "Let's go, how-"

The two people's voices stopped abruptly. Lu Qianning felt that the air was stiff. He tightened his grip on the doorknob and quickly closed the door and turned back.

Wu Senhuai and Zhang Yueliang stood at the entrance of the restaurant, while Zhou Beijing stood in front of the double-open refrigerator, still keeping the door open.

"Ahem—" Lu Qianning cleared her throat, walked to the sofa, picked up Zhou Beijing's coat and handed it over, "Mr. Zhou, didn't you borrow a toilet? Now that you've borrowed it, I'll take you out?"

The light in the refrigerator shone on Zhou Beijing's face, but it couldn't suppress the darkening of his face. His falcon-like eyes were fixed on Lu Qianning's face.

Lu Qianning smiled slightly and put her coat in front of him again.

Although Zhang Yueliang knew about it and Wu Senhuai seemed to have doubts about it, the relationship was complicated anyway.

Not suitable for meeting people openly and openly.

in hand

Zhou Beijing's coat was taken away and hung on her arms. Zhou Beijing passed by her, with a faint smell of tobacco and alcohol on his body.

"Sister Qian Ning, so are you!" Wu Senhuai looked at Zhou Beijing, but he was talking to Lu Qian Ning, "It's so late since Mr. Zhou is here, let me have a meal."

Lu Qianning: "..."

"But that's right, Mr. Zhou is very valuable -" Wu Senhuai just said a few words and had no intention of actually keeping Zhou Beijing for dinner.

He spoke only half a sentence in his sinister tone, and Zhou Beijing could tell what he meant.

He opened his thin lips lightly and interrupted Wu Senhuai's words, "It's not expensive. Since you invite me so kindly, I will reluctantly stay."

Wu Senhuai: "..."

Zhang Yueliang and Lu Qianning glared at him together. If Zhou Beijing were to stay, would they still be able to enjoy the meal?

Wu Senhuai said: He didn't expect Zhou Beijing to really stay. Isn't this shameless?

The three people's eyes met. Zhou Beijing had already sat down from the restaurant, pulled out the chair next to him and put his coat on, "Why are you still hanging around? Come sit here. Is it possible that you want to keep me overnight if it's too late?"

Lu Qianning's mouth twitched as she walked over, looked at the seat next to Zhou Beijing, and hesitated where to sit.

Wu Senhuai walked over first and sat next to Zhou Beijing, pointing to the seat opposite, "Yue Yue, Sister Qian Ning, please do it quickly."

The atmosphere had always been strange. Lu Qianning was breathing lightly as he and Zhang Yueliang sat down one after another and took out their dinner.

She went to the restaurant to buy two more pairs of chopsticks, and as soon as she handed them to Zhou Beijing, she heard Wu Senhuai say, "Does Mr. Zhou drink?"

She shook her hand and dropped the chopsticks, hitting the back of Zhou Beijing's bony hands.

"What are you drinking?" Zhang Yueliang muttered in a low voice, "Isn't your drinking capacity enough to be embarrassing?"

Wu Senhuai was not convinced. He smelled alcohol on Zhou Beijing's body, and Zhou Beijing must have drunk too much and was not sober before he agreed to stay.

Although his drinking capacity is not good, he will definitely have no problem dealing with Zhou Beijing who is almost drunk!

When he drank too much, he kicked Zhou Beijing out and taught Zhou Beijing a lesson!

"As you said, Mr. Zhou is Sister Qianning's boss. He only drinks a few drinks and doesn't drink more, so it has nothing to do with his drinking capacity."

After speaking, he looked at Zhou Beijing and asked, "Mr. Zhou, what do you think?"

Zhou Beijing glanced at Lu Qianning with a half-smile, and said lightly with his thin lips, "Since Mr. Wu is so interested, let's drink."

Lu Qianning held her forehead. What was even more shocking was that after Zhou Beijing finished speaking, he stood up, turned around and took out a bottle of red wine from the cabinet in the upper right corner.

Still familiar with the situation, I found the red wine glass in the kitchen cabinet, washed it, took it and put it down.

Zhang Yueliang and Wu Senhuai were dumbfounded. Were they right? The man in a suit and leather shoes who entered the kitchen to wash the wine glasses was Zhou Beijing?

Afraid that it wasn't lively enough, Zhou Beijing frowned and explained out of nowhere, "Mr. Wu, don't think too much, the place is not big. I can only guess where the red wine and red wine glasses are placed."

Lu Qianning gently kicked Zhou Beijing's feet from under the table, then smiled and said, "Eat quickly, it will get cold in a while."

She stood up and poured wine for Wu Senhuai and Zhou Beijing, and got drinks for herself and Zhang Yueliang.

Wu Senhuai went to get Zhou Beijing drunk. He kept drinking until he had two mouthfuls of food. Zhou Beijing, who was making a lot of noise, didn't drink much. He soon became dizzy.

Seeing the juice in front of Zhang Yueliang, he took it and drank it all, and then poured red wine for Zhang Yueliang.

"Moon, you come with me and drink with Mr. Zhou!"

Lu Qianning looked at him expressionlessly. Why did he ask Zhang Yueliang to drink with Zhou Beijing? He was clearly saying: Come on, let me drink with Zhou Beijing!

The lights in the restaurant were like daylight pouring down from overhead, making Zhou Beijing's facial features more three-dimensional.

His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a slight smile in his eyes, and he raised an eyebrow when Lu Qianning looked over.

It's so bad, he deliberately made Wu Sen pregnant.

But there's nothing wrong with it. It's Wu Senhuai

You have to let him drink it.

Zhang Yueliang was pulled by Wu Senhuai and forced to offer Zhou Beijing a glass of wine. Due to Zhou Beijing's deliberate attempts to stop him, Zhang Yueliang only drank half of the glass.

But Zhang Yue was half full.

When Wu Senhuai saw that Zhang Yueliang was not good enough, he planned to drag Lu Qianning along, but Lu Qianning refused.

If all three of them were drunk, they would probably be thrown into the street together. At least one of them would be sober enough to stop Zhou Beijing.

Half an hour later, Wu Senhuai collapsed on the dining table, and Zhang Yueliang ran to the sofa and lay down unable to get up because of the half glass of red wine.

Lu Qianning didn't take more than a few mouthfuls of food, but Zhou Beijing was the only one who ate well and drank well, with a smile on his face.

"They are still children, why do you care about them?" Lu Qianning couldn't help complaining in a low voice, "How old are you?"

Zhou Beijing's eyes deepened and his eyes fell on Wu Senhuai, wearing a denim jacket and a T-shirt, with sports pants and running shoes underneath.

He also brought a black hat with him when he came. After drinking too much, he threw it under the table.

And what about him? The shirt and trousers that haven't changed for a hundred years, even if the cuffs are rolled up and are not so rigid, they still look old.

"You're not young either." He replied with some displeasure, then stood up and walked out of the restaurant, but looked at Zhang Yueliang and Wu Senhuai on the sofa, and stood there motionless again.

If a person is drunk, what should he do next?

"You can drive back and let Yue sleep with me. Let Wu Senhuai spend the night on the sofa."
To be continued...