Fang Yuan was a little speechless. Fortunately, it was summer now. Otherwise, he would definitely be freezing.
He spat out the water that he drank, which was equivalent to not drinking at all.
Song Qian kept shouting," Water, water, I want to drink water." In addition, her body was also wet by the other party.
Fang Yuan was a little speechless. However, Song Qian was her neighbor. She was going to rent her house in the future.
Since feeding her once was not enough, Fang Yuan decided to feed her five or six times. What he did not notice was that she had drunk too much water, causing Song Qian to feel nauseous.
His stomach was filled with wine and water. It was almost up to his throat, but Fang Yuan was still feeding him happily. In the end, he was unlucky.
He had thought that feeding her water would be a good job, but in the end, he was so happy that he became sad. Song Qian vomited, but the problem was that Fang Yuan had followed up.
All of a sudden, she vomited all over Fang Yuan's clothes.
Wasn't this disgusting?
"Ugh…"
Fang Yuan bent over and vomited on the ground. A stream of alcohol mixed with Song Qian's gastric juice and saliva was caught by him.
Fang Yuan vomited directly.
At this moment, he had no other thoughts. He looked at his clothes and noticed a sour smell.
Meanwhile, Song Qian vomited in the car. Fang Yuan's expression was extremely ugly as if she had eaten sh * t.
He had never expected this to happen. Looking at Song Qian, who reeked of alcohol, he had no other thoughts. He just wanted to go home and change his clothes.
Sometimes, drinking could liven things up, but drinking too much would become a downer.
Just like Song Qian, he spent fifteen minutes to move Song Qian to the front passenger seat.
The backseat was already dirty from Song Qian's vomit. They would probably have to wash the car tomorrow. Today, they had suffered a double loss.
Fang Yuan drove the car dejectedly toward Shuxiang Elegant Garden. Song Qian's house was in Shuxiang Elegant Garden. As for which floor she was on, she could just give Qiao Yingzi a call when she arrived.
Fifteen minutes later, Fang Yuan took the phone from Song Qian's bag and unlocked it with Song Qian's fingerprint.
She opened her contacts and found Qiao Yingzi's number. Looking at the drunk Song Qian, Fang Yuan felt a little helpless.
However, there was nothing he could do about it. Looking at Song Qian who was vomiting all over the place, he could not take a bite. Even people with strong tastes would shake their heads.
Forget it. There would be plenty of opportunities in the future. There was no rush.
After some thought, Fang Yuan dialed Qiao Yingzi's number.
Qiao Yingzi was doing her homework at home. Although school had just started, Song Qian had already started her third year of high school.
Qiao Yingzi had papers to do every day. When she saw her mother's call, she chose to answer it. Actually, she was also curious as to why Song Qian was not back at this time. She was still a little worried.
"Hello, Mom…"
"Hello, Yingzi, I'm Fang Yifan's father, Fang Yuan…"
"What? Uncle Fang, how did you get my mother's number?”
"Your mother was drunk. I saw her on the way, so I sent her back. I forgot where your house is.”
"Oh, okay, I'll be right there."
After Qiao Yingzi hung up the phone, she picked up a bunch of keys and ran downstairs.
Soon, she saw a car with its emergency flashers on.
"Yingzi, here…"
Fang Yuan waved her hand and Qiao Yingzi ran over."Uncle Fang…Eh? Uncle Fang, have you become younger?"
Fang Yuan chuckled." A good attitude makes you young. Alright, help your mother up first."”
As Fang Yuan spoke, she opened the door to the back row. A pungent smell made Qiao Yingzi take a few steps back.
Fang Yuan smiled awkwardly." I forgot. Your mother was originally in the back row. She vomited later, so I moved her to the front."”
As she spoke, Fang Yuan opened the door to the passenger seat and helped Song Qian out.
"Mom…Mom? Why did you drink so much…"
"You lead the way and help your mother back first."”
Qiao Yingzi nodded. Following that, Fang Yuan helped Song Qian back home and heaved a sigh of relief.
"Uncle Fang, sit there and rest.”
"No thanks."
Fang Yuan waved her hand." I have to go back. Otherwise, your Aunt Wenjie will be worried. Take good care of your mother."”
"Okay, I got it. Thank you for sending my mother back, Uncle Fang.”
Fang Yuan smiled and left.
Qiao Yingzi and Song Qian were very similar. They were definitely carved from the same mold.
Song Qian was mature, while Qiao Yingzi was immature. It was like the difference between a red apple and a green apple, each with their own merits.
Downstairs, Fang Yuan drove straight home. She would have to wait until tomorrow to wash her car.
He was exhausted today. It took him 15 minutes to get home safely.
He had just returned and changed his shoes. Tong Wenjie and his son, Fang Yifan, were eating. When he saw him return, Tong Wenjie said,"Aiyo, why are you only back now?”
Fang Yuan said," Hai, don't mention it. I was already playing with my client, but I met Song Qian on the way. She was drunk, and I saw a few men surrounding her. They seemed to have bad intentions, so I kept trying to pull her into the car.”
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