642: C642 He Would Drink Until He Was Finished

C642 He Would Drink Until He Was Finished

Even his grandfather said, "The Qin family has been sitting at the top of the Haicheng for so many years. Without your uncle and brother, it's impossible. " That was why when his grandfather was looking for a wife for Feiyu, who was only seventeen years old, he had taken into account that it was a family that was neither political nor military.

Jiang Zhao just smiled and did not say anything. Return to Jiangzhou? His grandfather was actually happy. Later, his grandfather would have a heart attack again, and his stomach would be cut off again. He would continuously faint every two or three days.

Jiang Rui said, "Didn't I say that I was afraid that he would cause trouble in Haicheng? Don't worry about me when we return to Jiangzhou. I will definitely help him settle this matter. However, a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake. In Haicheng, my resources won't be of any use. "

Qin Feiyan said confidently, "If my brother marries a wife, the Qin family won't be able to solve this problem. Then, he won't have the face to establish a foothold in Haicheng. Besides, his uncle isn't a pushover. "

Jiang Zhao held his wine glass and shook it lightly, "This matter isn't that troublesome. There are already some clues about the Yun Family's matter, so we will resolve it as soon as possible. You guys don't have to make it look like a frightened bird. "

Qin Feiyan pushed up the glasses on his nose frame, picked up the glass in front of him, and clinked it with Jiang Zhao. "I knew it. You never do things that you are not confident in. "

Jiang Zhao nodded. He poured another large cup of wine into his stomach. He was drunk today, so he did not care.

Jiang Zhao did not return to North Apartment that night. Instead, he asked the driver to drive him to Ye Er's residence.

He had sent her to this place many times, but it was still the same time he carried her upstairs.

The neighborhood was very old. The traffic here was convenient, but it just felt not safe. The lights in the corridor weren't all on. He originally wanted to buy her a new house today.

When he went upstairs, he had to stamp his foot or cough violently before the sensing lights were on. It was secretly orange in color, and the light bulb was covered in a thick layer of dust.

When he walked to the sixth floor and looked at the door, he felt that it was not smooth at all.

He drank a little too much at night. When he knocked on the door, he only cared about hitting it. He didn't care if it disturbed his neighbors at all.

Ye Er put on her slippers in a panic and stood at the door. Because she did not have cat eyes, she did not dare to casually open the door and asked, "Who is it?"

Jiang Zhao kicked on the door and continued to knock on the door. His voice was vague and impatient, but his voice was very loud, "Who is it? Who else could it be other than your husband? If I don't open the door for your husband, I will tear it down for you. Do you believe me?!"

After saying that, he kicked again.

Ye Er laughed and opened the door. Jiang Zhao rushed straight in. He was so tired by the weight of the man that he could not stand. He said directly, "Zhao, wait a moment. I will close the door first. "

Jiang Zhao did not let Ye Er close the door. His legs were very long. With a backkick, the door was kicked hard.

Although Ye Er's house was old, it was very tidy.

Ye Er helped Jiang Zhao to the simple cloth sofa. Ye Er originally wanted to let him lie down and give him some water to wash his face first, but the sofa was too small. He was so tall that he could not lie down. Sitting there with his hands and legs were ugly.

Ye Er had never seen Jiang Zhao get drunk like this. In the past, no matter how late the social gatherings were, he would not turn his head and look drunk. It seemed that he did not need to care about his image when drinking with his brother today. He was very relaxed, right?

At this time, Jiang Zhao lost his temper. He pulled on the collar of his shirt. He stood up with a stamp of his foot! With a childishness that he had never felt before, he was being unreasonable. "Yun! When your husband comes home, you throw him on this kind of small stool, right? Don't you know that being a wife should be virtuous? Don't you know that I'm a wife? Go! Get me some water! I want some water!"

Ye Er looked at his tall and strong face and did not know whether to laugh or cry. Just as she was laughing, the man stretched out his arm and grabbed the woman under his armpit, dragging her into the bedroom.

"Hey, hey, hey. " Ye Er felt uncomfortable from being pinched and almost all of her legs were off the ground. She was afraid that the man would not be able to walk steadily after drinking, so she was so anxious that she struggled.

Such a struggle, under Jiang Zhao's perception, could not feel comfortable at all. He only drank a little bit of wine and she laughed at him. He did not want to do anything now. He just did not want to sit on the small sofa and she began to reject him. The difference between the two of them was just that big?

He knew that her ambition was not just to help her solve her brother's problem.

However, he never knew that she was in such a hurry to play chess. As long as she became his person openly, she would no longer need to pretend to be a little bunny, right?

When he thought of this, the alcohol in his body seemed to have evaporated completely. Why did he fall into this yellow-haired girl's hands? Thinking about how he had misunderstood her chaotic state when she had been in a car accident, he hated himself for being like this. He hated this girl even more! The woman who had used that method to test his inner feelings.

He bent down and pressed down on the woman. He began to tug at her clothes, "What's wrong? We've achieved our goal. Don't you want to fulfill your duties? Even if I want to be intimate with you, I want to be with you. When I'm in bed. . . You can't refuse when you're in bed. Don't you know that you think of something? Do you have to pay a price? "

Ye Er's heart sank. When it was about to sink to the bottom, she grabbed the man's shirt and pulled herself ashore. She was a little regretful. How did it become like this?

A few days ago, when they were together, even though he was greedy for her body, he still pretended to be hypocritical on the surface. When he was with her, most of the time, he could still feel his feelings, but he would still care about her feelings.0

He would give her something that she liked. Recently, he was not as heavy as before. Occasionally, when gifts were handed to her, he would say something. "Actually, I don't really know how to choose these things. A girl's mind isn't very sure. Next time, take a card from my drawer and draw it yourself. Pick something you like. "

She felt that there were many styles that did not match her age, but she felt that the girl he liked should be like that. She had to be straight, and the clothes she wore had to be straight. She absolutely could not reveal her small waist, and her faintly discernible chest line could not be revealed either. Therefore, she always abandoned the desire that she should have when she was nineteen and said that she liked it very much.

Why did she suddenly go from heaven to hell? The two of them clearly just had a positive relationship, how did she end up like this?

She held his shirt's hand tightly, her hair turning white. "Zhao, since we're getting married, why don't we have a better attitude? I'll do whatever I have to do. I'll be like before and won't cause trouble for you. Will that do? Isn't it good to live a peaceful life? "

When her clothes were torn, they would also be pulled to her muscles and skin. When the strength was used to destroy her clothes, the hatred would also be transferred to her body.

How long have we been together? He had never seen hatred in his eyes. Even the first time, he had taken revenge on her with the desire to conquer her.

Now, it was such a blatant hatred.

He hated her.

Ye Er began to fail again. This was the first time in her life. For a man, she cried twice in one night. And every time she cried, her heart felt as if it was stabbed by a steel nail.

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