The Rich Family President’s Trying to Keep Up With his Second Marriage

After Yan Yaoshun listened, his eyes suddenly tightened, and then he roared fiercely at Nie Jieyang. "Nonsense, she's in the hospital, she's in the operating room, otherwise her mobile phone won't turn off."

Nie Jieyang and Xiang Lu were dumbfounded. Is he really drunk or fake?

Yan Yaoshun fell down and walked forward, Xiang Lu was afraid that he would fall, and wanted to help him, but was stopped by Nie Jieyang. "Don't touch him, or you'll be beaten by him."

"Then what to do?" Xiang Lu asked.

"Follow him." Nie Jieyang followed Xianglu behind Yan Yaoshun, watching him get drunk differently from other people, and watching him walking towards the road, they wanted to stop, but they thought that now they are not. He was sensible, pressed down patiently, and quietly followed behind him.

Yan Yaoshun walked to the parking spot on the side of the road, staring at the empty parking space, his drunkenness spread from his body, making his sanity even more distracting. "Where's the car? Where's my car?"

Nie Jieyang is silent, so drunk. He still wants to drive. Isn't this what he is looking for?

"My buddy, your car is there." Nie Jieyang pointed to the direction of his parking. There were many cars parked there. His car was the first one on Yan Yaoshun's side. As long as Yan Yaoshun walked, it would be his car. .

Unfortunately, Yan Yaoshun looked in the opposite direction, and there was also a car parked there, also in red.

Yan Yaoshun walked to the car, took out the car key, pressed and pressed, the car did not respond at all, Nie Jieyang stroked his forehead, would he be so embarrassed, did he drive?

Nie Jieyang was not sure whether he came by car or by car.

"Is the car broken, or the car key broken?" Yan Yaoshun muttered, knocking on the car door suddenly.

Boom, boom, boom! No one in the car responded, but the car responded. The harsh noise made Xiang Lu and Nie Jieyang unable to calm down, but they did not dare to step forward to pull him, because they were afraid of being beaten.

"Damn it!" Yan Yaoshun cursed and knocked harder.

Boom, boom, boom!

"Ni Lehui, open the door, open the door... Hurry up and open the door for me. If you hear it, I order you to open the door immediately. If you don't open the door, I'll...I'll..." Yan Yaoshun yelled, obviously drunkenness has spread to his head. , Even the words are a bit unclear.

"Xiang Lu." Yan Yaoshun shouted.

"Call you, hurry up." Nie Jieyang pushed towards the road.

"President." Xiang Lu walked towards Yan Yaoshun, daring not to get too close, and remained vigilant in case he was punched by the president for no reason.

"Kick the door open for me." Yan Yaoshun ordered.

"President, this is not your car." Xiang Lu said.

"Car?" Yan Yaoshun raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't this home?"

Xiang Lu Wangtian, wasn't he just talking about cars? Why did you get home again?

"My sister-in-law is waiting for you at home, Yao Shun, we will take you home." Nie Jieyang stepped forward and said with a smile. He was confused, so follow him and get him home. Maybe Ni Lehui will be waiting at home. he.

As long as he is handed over to Ni Lehui, he will be done. They closed the door and what they did at home had nothing to do with them.

"I'm going to the hospital." Yan Yaoshun said, and he concluded that Ni Lehui was in the hospital.

He talked about the left and the right, and said badly, only to persuade Yan Yaoshun to get into the car on Xianglu, Yan Yaoshun insisted on going to the hospital, as if he was not drunk, and was particularly clear about the road. They wanted to get through the pass and they were all seen through by him. Quan greeted him, and Xiang Lu and Nie Jieyang had to send him to the hospital.

In the hospital, on the first floor of the inpatient department, Xiang Lu and Nie Jieyang were considering whether to take Yan Yaoshun to the obstetrics and gynecology department. While they were considering, Yan Yaoshun entered the elevator and waited for them to find that the elevator was closed.