He raised his hand and gently patted his forehead that was a little painful. Su Mian thought about it carefully again. It must be because she had drunk half a glass of red wine.

She didn't remember what happened later.

But at this moment, her stomach was too swollen, and she didn't care about anything else and raised her foot into the bathroom.

When she finished her physiological needs, she saw her shoulder bag placed aside.

Reached up and opened it and took out the phone from it.

He called Yu Miao, and the other end quickly answered, "Old Su, have you sobered up?"

Su Mian lowered his voice, "Why am I on his side?"

"who?"

Su Mian gritted her teeth, "Zhong Nanqin."

"Oh he took you away."

hug......

Su Mian's cheeks were slightly hot, "How could he know we were there?"

Yu Miao was here with a headache and touching his forehead, "When can you change the problem of your failure to stop drinking when you drink?"

"What's the meaning?"

"Do you still remember Zhong Nanyue?"

Zhong Nanyue...

Su Mian racked his brains and thought, "I've seen him once, but what does it have to do with him?"

"I'll go," Yu Miao was speechless. After a long time, he continued, "You got drunk after drinking half a glass of wine. I asked me to pour you another glass of wine. Before you could drink it, Zhong Nanyue came over, and then Zhong Nanqin came..."

“…”

"When Zhong Nanqin came, you were already drunk and unconscious, lying on the table and sleeping like a pig."

"Why don't you wake me up..."

"Sister, you are so drunk that you don't even know your own father. Why should I wake you up?" Yu Miao shouted there, "Besides, your Mr. Zhong didn't give me a chance to wake you up. He just hugged you and left."

"oh."

"Where are you now?"

"I don't know," Su Mian looked around, "It's not like his home..."

"I watched him carry you across the road, would I take you directly to his company?"

Su Mian was shocked on the spot.

She raised her eyes again and looked around.

The more I look at it, the more I feel that this is a temporary lounge.

She quickly said to Yu Miao on the other end, "I won't tell you for now, I'll die."

"Oh," Yu Miao called her from the other end, "I'm on my aunt's side and I won't go back tonight."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Su Mian put the phone back into her bag, and then walked to the door with her bag.

He put his hand on the door handle and twisted it gently, and the door opened.

Unlike the dimness inside, the lights outside are brightly lit like daytime.

The outside is decorated with luxurious decoration, with large floor-to-ceiling windows, a red sandalwood bookshelves on the entire wall. Opposite the bookshelf is a genuine leather sofa, with pure black color, which looks expensive.

In the center of the interior, a large desk is placed.

Zhong Nanqin was sitting at the desk, lowering his head seriously and writing something.

Perhaps because he heard the movement, he turned around and looked at her.

"Awaken?" He also put down the pen in his hand, got up and walked towards her.

Su Mian stood there, lowering her head slightly, not daring to look into his eyes.

It seems that every time she gets drunk, he happens to be there.

He saw the most embarrassing side.

Su Mian felt that she was really shameless to face Zhong Nanqin.

Zhong Nanqin walked up to her, lowered his eyes, looked at Su Mian, who was slightly lowered his head and said nothing. He pulled the corners of his lips and his voice was low, "Sleeping from one till seven o'clock, for six hours, are you a pig?"

Su Mian suddenly raised her head, glaring at him with clear eyes as clear as water, "You are a pig."

She was just drunk.

"Well," Zhong Nanqin was not angry either, and curled his thin lips, "You are a mother, I am a husband, I just happened to be born with a couple."

Su Mian, “…”

After not seeing each other for a few days, Mr. Zhong's face became thicker again.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Zhong Nanqin reached over and held her hand to take her to the sofa.

After sitting down, he asked her, "Hungry?"

Su Mian shook her head, "It's okay."

I slept for too long and didn't want to eat at all when I woke up.

"Then wait for me a while, I still have two documents that have not been processed. We will go home after I finish it."

Su Mian looked up at him, "I..."

"Wait for the best."

Zhong Nanqin didn't give her the chance to refuse, so she raised her foot and walked towards the desk and got busy again.

Su Mian, “…”

She didn't want to go home with him, she wanted to go home.

......

Su Mian sat quietly on the sofa.

At first she looked around and looked at his office curiously.

Finally, after seeing enough, her eyes fell on Zhong Nanqin unconsciously.

Except for the last time he had a video conference with her, this was the first time she actually saw how he looked at his work.

Whether standing or sitting, Zhong Nanqin is always straight, and his white shirt wraps his exquisite upper body, with a cold and charming temperament.

My hair was very short, my head was slightly lowered, and my slender fingers were pinching the pen and writing something.

Indoor, the lights are very bright.

It hit the outline of his face, half dark and half bright, making his outline appear even more distinct.

Suddenly, he stopped his movements, raised his hand and pressed the inside line, "Come in."

His voice is still low.

But it is not like the gentleness when facing her, with a little more coldness and sternness.

The door of the presidential room was quickly pushed open, and Yan Qingming walked in.

When he saw Su Mian, he immediately smiled at her and greeted her silently.

Su Mian replied embarrassedly and smiled back to him.

Yan Qingming did not dare to delay, so he strode to Zhong Nanqin and spoke, "Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Nanqin picked up the document he had read before and threw it to him, "Who did it?"

Voice, obviously unhappy.

Yan Qingming picked up the documents, looked around, and then said to Zhong Nanqin, "The new supervisor of the marketing department."

"Let him do it again."

The voice is uncommon.

Yan Qingming, “Yes.”

Zhong Nanqin put on the pen cover and stood up while saying coldly, "Let him give it to me tomorrow morning, if you can't make it, just get out of here."

"yes."

“Go out.”

Yan Qingming immediately retreated.

After Yan Qingming went out, Zhong Nanqin raised his foot and walked towards Su Mian.

Seeing him coming, Su Mian immediately stood up from the sofa.
To be continued...