"Hmm..." Jiang Li propped her forehead.

In just a few days, two consecutive hangovers made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

You can't drink too much wine.

Her mind was still a little unclear, she half-squinted her eyes and took the pajamas on one side and put it on, and walked towards the kitchen vainly following the scent.

"Ajing, what are you doing?"

Rong Jing is adding seasonings: "I'll cook some porridge for you, it will make you feel better."

Jiang Hao responded and leaned over to take a look, but his feet were unstable and fell on Rong Jing's back.

He put his hand behind Jiang Hao: "Don't worry, I'll burn you, go outside and wait..."

He turned around and saw Jiang Hao's dress, his eyes suddenly stopped: "You..."

Jiang Hao was at a loss: "What happened to me?"

Rong Jing turned around and turned off the fire: "A Li, are you making a fire?"

"Of course I didn't!"

Rong Jing said calmly, "Then how do you explain the clothes on your body?"

"I..." Jiang Hao looked down and was shocked to find that the clothes she casually wore were Rong Jing's shirts!

No wonder she thought the clothes were weird.

Jiang Hao hurriedly pulled down the clothes: "I didn't do it on purpose, I just took one at random. Who knows it's such a coincidence... I'll go back and change it."

"What?" Rong Jing pulled her: "It's beautiful."

His clothes were on her body, and his breath lingered on her body. This satisfied possessiveness made Rong Jing repeat it again: "It looks good, no need to change it."

"Really?" Jiang Hao's reaction was a little slow.

"Of course, when you're at home in the future, you can just wear it for me to see." Seeing Jiang Li's earlobe turning red, Rong Jing didn't wait for her to refuse, and turned around and said, "Wait outside, and I'll serve you porridge."

"it is good."

The porridge is carefully boiled, and the crystal clear rice sticks together. After a bite, the lips and teeth are fragrant. It was warm from the lips and tongue all the way to the stomach, and even the aching brain felt a lot better.

Rong Jing didn't speak until she had finished drinking. His voice was not scolding, but full of refusal: "Next time you are alone outside, don't drink so much wine."

Jiang Hao knew that he was wrong, and obeyed obediently, then remembered: "I didn't do anything after I was drunk, right?"

"What do you want to hear?" Rong Jing raised his eyebrows: "Do you want me to describe to you in detail how you hugged me yesterday without letting go?"

"What? I'll hold you and not let go?" Jiang Hao said in shock, "No way?!"

She wouldn't do such a thing!

"More than that." Rong Jing continued: "I want to pour you a glass of water, but you can't walk away. You buried your face in my chest and acted like a spoiled child, saying..."

"Alright, alright!" Jiang Li hurriedly interrupted her: "I don't need to repeat what I said!"

Once again, she sighed bitterly:

Alcohol is really harmful, not shallow!

She can actually do these things, and she can't drink indiscriminately after being beaten to death!

Rong Jing paused and continued: "You said, you like me very much, every time you see me, you want to hug me and don't let go... um..."

Rong Jing's dark eyes fell on Jiang Hao's hand.

Jiang Hao's face was blushing almost dripping blood: "You don't have to repeat it to me in such detail!"

At the same time, Gracie couldn't help asking herself.

Did she really say these things when she was drunk?

She has no impression at all...

But Rong Jing's indifferent look doesn't seem to be lying to her, so she was so... so...

Rong Jing blinked, and as soon as Jiang Hao let go, he continued unhurriedly: "I just remind you that you can do these things now."

He raised his eyebrows and opened his arms naturally: "Do you need to hug me first?"

"you you you!"

Jiang Hao took a deep breath, her tone was fast, and she said without panting: "I suddenly remembered that my company has something to deal with first, you take care of yourself, I'll go first!"

She ran back to the room to change her clothes, and ran out without daring to look at Rong Jing.

She just didn't know how to face the self in Rong Jing's mouth, and when she ran out, she didn't know where to go.

Jiang Hao thought about it and decided to go to Sun Chuhan first.

She went to Yuefeng first, and learned from Assistant Sun Chuhan that he was in the hospital now.

Did you go to visit Jiang Xinyao and her children?

Jiang Hao went over, and before he reached the door of the ward, he heard the voice of arguing inside.

"You still want to lie to me now. I have already asked the doctor about this child. He was born with a mental retardation! I tell you, I will not recognize this child! If people find out that my Sun Chuhan has a mental retardation, Where do I put my face?"

"Then...the doctor didn't say that it can't be treated. If the famous domestic doctor can't do it, he will go abroad. There is always someone who can cure the child. You always have to try. Don't you want to hear the child call your father?"

"As long as I think about it, more than a year later, the child will call me Dad." Sun Chuhan was completely impatient: "When I get home, either this mentally retarded person has been thrown out, or you mother and son will get out with me, now it's all right. Get me out!"

Jiang Xinyao was full of suppressed anger and unwillingness: "Sun Chuhan, you!"

Sun Chuhan repeated it again impatiently: "Get out of here!"

After a while of footsteps, Jiang Xinyao's eyes were flushed, she walked out with tears in her eyes, and saw Jiang Hao at a glance.

As soon as she thought that the conversation just now might be overheard by Jiang Hao, she had blue veins on the back of her hand.

The child in his arms burst into tears.

"Why are you crying, your family is still alive, why are you crying in such a hurry?" Jiang Xinyao slapped the child twice, without the slightest motherly appearance.

Gracilia frowned.

She has always liked children, and she hates children to cry the most.

And it seems that neither of Sun Chuhan and Jiang Xinyao want to be the responsible parents.

"What are you looking at? You are envious of others having children, so you have to give birth yourself!" Jiang Xinyao dropped a sentence, slapped the child who was crying louder and turned away.

Jiang Hao leaned forward and stopped abruptly when he was about to take a step.

The child belongs to the two of them, and even if they can't see it, they don't have much room to intervene.

She turned around and walked into the ward.

There was smoke inside.

"Mr. Sun." Jiang Hao shouted.

Sun Chuhan seemed to have seen a ghost, he sat up in a hurry, and in a hurry, the cigarette butt fell to his face, and he howled in pain.

He didn't speak easily: "Jiang, Jiang Li, why are you here?"

After walking in, Jiang Hao saw that Sun Chuhan's face was pale, and at first glance, he was almost indistinguishable from a dead person.

He didn't come to visit Jiang Xinyao, but was hospitalized by himself?

It's just that I haven't seen him overnight, and he has changed too much.

Jiang Hao had no need to care about him. She said it directly: "I just want to ask, does President Sun remember what he promised me last night?"

I don't know if it was her delusion, but when she mentioned last night, the expression on Sun Chuhan's face became more rigid. Looking closely, there was some fear.

"Of course, remember that there is no problem with the release of the film, and I will give you the highest arrangement for the filming rate!"

Jiang Li was even more puzzled.