After hanging up Xu Qiao's phone call, Jiang Fang looked at the pile of empty wine bottles in the living room of the hotel suite, scratched the back of his head with a headache, and pushed the person on the sofa: "Mr. Lang?"

Cheng Lang didn't wake up.

Jiang Fang pushed him again: "Cheng Lang."

Cheng Lang frowned, but still didn't react much.

"Oh, Xu Qiao is here!" Jiang Fang shouted.

Cheng Lang suddenly opened his eyes.

"Fuck." Jiang Fang just gave a random try, and couldn't believe that this "love chemistry" would really happen to Cheng Lang.

After all, before Xu Qiao called, Cheng Lang was drinking all night and did not mention the reason why he got drunk.

Although Jiang Fang was suspicious, he really couldn't believe it - drinking to drown his sorrows for a woman, is this still the second son of the Cheng family who was storming?

Cheng Lang sat up from the sofa, his expression slowly turned from chaos to Qingming, his eyebrows frowned into the character "Shikong", and he glanced at Jiang Fang, who was "The Wolf is Coming".

Jiang Fang shrugged: "Don't scold me, I didn't lie to you, I just called me." He picked up Cheng Lang's cell phone and shook it.

Cheng Lang took the phone, took a look at the time, then went to search for WeChat messages and call records, and asked in a hoarse voice: "What did she say?"

Jiang Fang sighed softly, a little unbearable, and sighed: "Are you always doing something outside? The reputation of the little girl is too bad. I heard that you have drunk too much, and I don't have any sympathy. I just want me to tell you, don't use a trick, she just needs to get her passport back."

Cheng Lang sat silently on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows.

Jiang Fang looked at his lifeless face and tentatively said, "I just heard her say something twenty-four hours. You have been delaying this for a day. Have you figured out a way?"

Cheng Lang didn't say anything.

I hoped that she would consider it for a day yesterday, and it really meant to be procrastinating.

Over the years, except for facing stubborn mental illness, he has always been at ease in handling anything and is sure to win. Just as he said to Xu Qiao: He has never lost.

So he thought twenty-four hours were enough for him to think of solutions to deal with this situation.

But it turned out he was wrong.

Perhaps feelings are also a mental illness that is not controlled by others. He does "can" use bitter meat schemes, but he "can't" use bitter meat schemes.

After parting with Xu Qiao, her eyes kept appearing in front of him as she cried in the rain. He really couldn't use such a lofty strategy to lure her.

So in the end he was helpless - watching himself clearly.

"Isn't it Mr. Lang?" Jiang Fang didn't know the inside story, thinking that the two were just a little conflict, so he looked at him incredibly, "A girl, if you are angry, you will coax it, if you are sad, you will spoil it, and if you break up, you will kneel three times and knock nine times. What a big deal?"

Cheng Lang stood up from the sofa, walked into the bedroom without saying a word, and opened the password lock in his suitcase.

——

When he heard the bell of the homestay ringing, Xu Qiao was having lunch delivery.

Yu Jin still has some work itineraries in London. Although she is worried about her, she cannot stay at the B&B, so she is alone for the time being.

Xu Qiao's appetite has dropped sharply since yesterday. She was already quite listless. When she heard Cheng Lang's mess, she thought the spicy man was not worth her hungry. In anger, she ordered a super luxurious seafood meal to feast.

There was only one key for the homestay, so she stayed at home to prevent her from going out. So when she heard the doorbell ring, she thought it was Yu Jin.

Because eating crabs made his hands dirty and took some time to wipe them, Xu Qiao opened the door in a hurry and pressed the handle without looking carefully at the door glass.

Then she saw Cheng Lang, and saw Cheng Lang with the appearance of curry on the corner of her mouth.

Of course, she didn't know it herself.

Cheng Lang was stunned, and his solemn expression suddenly showed a smile he had never expected.

It was strange that I should be in a bad mood after being swept out of the house, but when I saw her, the low pressure was replaced by a secret thrill.

"Are you having a meal?" He smiled as relaxed as possible.

While Xu Qiao frowned at his arrival, he subconsciously looked down at himself, not feeling that he had revealed this information.

Cheng Lang raised his hand and gently wiped the corner of her mouth with his thumb.

Xu Qiao just dodged, but he withdrew his hand at the touch and explained: "I've got some curry."

"..." It's really embarrassing. She ate green curry today, but fortunately her mouth has swelled, otherwise she would look even more funny.

Xu Qiao smelled the alcohol on his body, suppressed the discomfort and acted in a confrontation: "Where is my passport?"

Cheng Lang gestured to the business car behind him.

The assistant and the driver moved down four suitcases and advanced all the way to the courtyard.

"I overslept, not deliberately cheating." Cheng Lang pointed to one of the smaller boxes and said, "I'm in a hurry to get your passport in a hurry. Check if there are any more."

"I only need a passport, no luggage." Xu Qiao said coldly without looking at him.

Almost all of the luggage was given to her by him. He understood her clear attitude at the moment.

He silently said, "Don't tell me so clearly, okay?"

Xu Qiao didn't say anything, squatted down and opened the suitcase, took out the passport from it, then closed the box again, and said to the assistant and driver behind Cheng Lang: "Please move it again." He looked at Cheng Lang again, "Those who are in China, let's calculate when you return to China."

As she said that, she was about to close the door. Cheng Lang raised his hand to block the edge of the door: "Can you give me ten minutes? Yesterday was a little sudden. I didn't explain the whole story clearly. I want to apologize to you."

"No, I received my intention, Xiao Cheng always walked slowly." Xu Qiao shrugged.

Cheng Lang's hand was still blocking the edge of the door.

"Let go." She looked at him.

Cheng Lang remained motionless.

"Then I'll close."

Xu Qiao pushed the door and when she was holding his hand, she saw that he was not hiding yet, she suddenly braked and pulled the door, and raised her voice: "Is it interesting to be so pestering like this?"

"I only want ten minutes." Cheng Lang insisted.

Xu Qiao looked at him and stared into his eyes.

This look really looks like a pleading.

An irritable mood surged into my heart, and Xu Qiao turned her eyes away and took a deep breath.

It was when the deadlock came, a familiar female voice came from afar: "Wow, why are you two? Don't you want to make up, right? Then I'm in vain?"

Xu Qiao was stunned and raised his eyes. Cheng Lang also turned around.

Zhu Li was standing outside the yard gate with a suitcase, watching the two of them.

Xu Qiao was almost moved to tears, and covered her mouth and said, "Why did you come without a sound?"

Zhu Li pushed the box and glanced at Cheng Lang: "Are you sure you want me to speak in front of him?"

Xu Qiao shook her head and looked at Cheng Lang with the look of driving the passengers: "Mr. Xiao Cheng?"

Cheng Lang glanced at the box in Zhu Li's hand and understood.

Xu Qiao bought the nearest flight ticket to return to China, which means spending New Year's Eve on the plane, and Zhu Li came to accompany her for the New Year.

He breathed a sigh of relief and nodded: "Then you guys talk, I'll leave first."

——

After welcoming Zhu Li in the door, Xu Qiao hugged her and vented her. After venting, the rainbow fart in her mouth was blowing all over the sky: "Men are like clothes, best friends are like brothers and feet! The women of the Zhu family are so cool!"

"Hey, but you really have no objection at home? Leave your elders behind your elders to spend the New Year's Eve. Don't scold me for being a beauty!"

"Do you think Mr. Zhu is like someone who can't handle such problems well? I came with them for a brunch. The elders should visit them in advance. The gifts and red envelopes from the younger generation are in place, and everything is easy to say." Zhu Li spread his hands, "New Year's Eve every year. You koi rarely suffer such difficulties in your life. You must put you first, no matter what you say, right? I have a premonition. I will accompany you for the New Year today, and I will definitely make a big comedy next year."

Xu Qiao smiled and pushed and shoved her, scolding her for being jealous of money.

"Then how do we spend the night?" Xu Qiao asked after laughing.

"Love breakup is nothing, nothing can be solved by a hearty sweat..."

Xu Qiao hid far away in shock and looked at her: "You won't take me to find that, do you?"

"Which?" Zhu Li raised his eyebrows.

"Just the 'gaga'' one."

Zhu Li thought and blinked slowly: "Oh, if you want, my sister will take you to travel south and north and explore the world of Fengyue, but I'm talking about hot pot."

"..." Xu Qiao smiled, "I'm talking about hot pot, dried bamboo shoots and old duck cooked!"

——

When Yu Jin finished his work in the evening, the three of them met at the hot pot restaurant.

After Yu Jin settled in Italy, he rarely celebrated New Year's Eve. On a business trip, there was nothing sad about it. But three Chinese women gathered in a Chinese hotpot restaurant and felt the New Year atmosphere in the store, which aroused some emotions.

Compared with ordinary restaurants, the atmosphere of the hot pot restaurant is relatively lively. From time to time, a few Chinese words float in the hall, and you will hear words such as "New Year's money", "the first day of the first lunar month", and "visiting relatives".

Considering Xu Qiao's situation, Yu Jin and Zhu Li automatically blocked these words and never mentioned their family members. Of course, they did not talk about Cheng Lang, a disappointing man. They ate meat and drank wine throughout the whole process.

The three of them sat by the window, and outside the window was the night view of London, with traffic and flowing light.

After three rounds of drinking, it may be because of the alcohol-enhancing relationship. Xu Qiao talked a lot. When Zhu Li said, "Would you like to set off fireworks later, I'll treat you to me?", he suddenly replied: "I originally promised his mother that she would go to his house for dinner today."

Zhu Li and Yulip were pressed on the death button and looked at each other quietly.
To be continued...