"Mr. drank a lot tonight, and he drank a lot. I talked to him, but he ignored me. It was like I lost my soul." Aunt Hong was very worried, "I thought the two of you had a fight again, so I called you ask."

Qin An'an: "Oh, he probably went to the entertainment at night and drank too much."

Aunt Hong: "As long as you two don't quarrel. I'll go upstairs to see later."

Qin An'an: "I'll call him now and ask!"

"Can."

Qin Anan hung up and dialed Fu Shiting.

In the master bedroom, Fu Shiting's scarlet eyes looked at Qin An'an's call, and he was lost for a moment.

He drank a bit too much tonight, and while his sanity is still there, he could be out of control at any time.

He was afraid that if he answered the phone now, he would talk nonsense to her, so he strode towards the bathroom and flushed his face with cold water.

The ringing of the mobile phone came tirelessly, and she didn't seem to get through to him, and she didn't give up.

He came out of the bathroom after washing his face, picked up his phone, and took it.

"Fu Shiting, who are you going to see tonight? Why are you drunk?" Qin An'an's worried voice came over the phone, "Aunt Hong said that you seem to have lost your soul, is your soul still there?"

He held the phone, his body was still in place, and his eyes were cool: "It's still there. Tonight I saw a few friends I haven't seen in a long time. I'm a little happy, so I drank too much."

"Oh...you scared Auntie Hong. She thought we were quarreling. You're not good at drinking, so don't drink so much next time." Qin Anan asked, "Do you need me to take care of you? The children are all asleep, it's convenient for me to drive to your place."

"No." Without thinking, he rejected her.

He just wants to be alone now. I don't want to see anyone, and I don't want to talk.

The life of the past 30 years has been completely overturned, what else is true?

He still can't believe that it was his 'mother' who planned all this.

He could clearly feel Mrs. Fu's affection and love for him, and even sometimes she would be more partial to him, so that the eldest brother's family would not hold him back.

Could it be that in the long-term relationship, she regarded his fake son as a real son?

Anyway, as long as the truth is not revealed, no one will know about this dirty thing.

On the other side of the phone, Qin Anan felt something different from his tone.

"Shi Ting, what's wrong with you? It doesn't seem like you're very happy." She had a strong premonition in her heart that he might have lied just now.

If you meet a friend you haven't seen for a long time, and you drink too much, then you should be excited when you are drunk.

"I have a headache." He adjusted his breathing. "I haven't been drunk for a long time, so I'm not quite used to it. You don't have to worry about me, I should just get some sleep."

"Well, then I won't go." In her tone, she couldn't hide her disappointment.

She offered to go over to accompany him, she thought he would be happy, but she never thought that he would refuse so simply.

How could he not hear her grievance.

After a few seconds of silence, he asked, "You said last time that even if I'm not who I am now, you and your child will not leave me, will you?"

The topic changed a bit suddenly, she was stunned for a moment, and replied, "Well. How do you say this?"

"Suddenly remembered, so check again."

"Why do I feel like you're not drunk?" She found him to be methodical, just a little colder than usual. JrNovels.com