The female supporting role just wants to survive, but the boss insists on falling in love

Tu Yan was not satisfied with what he had said, as he lowered his narrow eyes slightly, glanced at him, and said in a low voice, "You Junzheng, are you still a man?" The disdain in his tone was evident.

"..." You-Not-A-Nu-Junzheng: Stop talking, let's end our friendship!

This time it was Bai Ruozhong's turn to calm him down, "Calm down, calm down!"

You Jun was trying hard to suppress his anger and silently said to himself, "Don't bother with the love-brain. His brain is burnt out. Calm down..."

Calm down!

You Jun was looking at Tu Yan, who was stiff-necked and refused to turn back. He made up his mind: I must penetrate this love-sick man's brain today! Let him be disillusioned!

Supported by this belief, You Junzheng forced out a sinister smile, staring at Tu Yan with burning eyes, "She also asked you to donate 100 million to W University to get her a degree in art."

"Xiaoxiao is very motivated and can make rational use of resources." Tu Yan showed admiration.

You Junzheng was almost so angry that he fell backwards. He gritted his teeth and continued, "He showed off his wealth and told this story without any scruples during the live broadcast, which caused an uproar online. The company's stocks were implicated. How many hundreds of millions of dollars of market value evaporated in one day?"

Tu Yan didn't even pause. "This is the PR department's negligence. They didn't control the situation in time."

Even someone as calm as Bai Ruozhong couldn't help but be dumbfounded at this moment. They still underestimated Tu Yan. He was really strong at heart, and was extremely unprincipled when it came to matters involving Zhuang Xiao.

At this point, seeing that You Jun was about to lose, the others could no longer sit still and joined this large-scale debate where one was against ten.

Tu Yan fully demonstrated his talent in debate and strong psychological quality. Several dozen friends who grew up together were almost talking dry, but in the end, the furious You Junzheng delivered the winning shot.

"After you got married, she didn't even bother to pretend. You two have been living apart." You Junzheng shouted angrily, "She doesn't love you at all!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole room fell silent.

Tu Yan, who was originally invulnerable to swords and guns, suddenly turned cold and stared at You Junzheng. The intense mental shock made his dark pupils shrink. You Junzheng's words were like a sharp arrow, piercing his soft spot.

Looking at Tu Yan like this, You Junzheng, who was originally in a high position, felt a little guilty and covered his mouth nervously.

The tense atmosphere lasted for half a minute. Everyone in the room felt as if they were living a year. In this silence, Tu Yan slowly exhaled, "Pour me a glass of wine."

"You were just discharged from the hospital today..." someone tried to persuade.

Bai Ruozhong stopped him and said, "Give it to him." As he spoke, he poured him a glass.

The cold wine went down Tu Yan's throat, slightly relieving the burning pain in his heart.

"She wants to divorce me." Tu Yan no longer had the aura he had just in the debate. He became depressed and his voice was not loud.

This sudden remark was like a stone thrown into the center of a lake. It took everyone a while to react. Reactions varied, but most were filled with shock and confusion.

You Junzheng's first reaction was to jump up and cheer, but seeing Tu Yan's depressed look, he managed to hold back his smile and patted Tu Yan's shoulder with a sympathetic look, "Brother, there are many better flowers in the world, why do you have to love only one?"

Frustrated, Tu Yan turned around and stared at You Junzheng, his eyes a little red, and drank another large glass of wine.

You Junzheng advised earnestly: "Ayan, you have forgotten her, and she doesn't want to bother you anymore, so just let each other go..."

You Junzheng said a lot, and Tu Yan rarely did not talk back. He just listened silently and drank one cup after another.

Until You Junzheng was so thirsty that he simply snatched the wine glass from Tu Yan's hand and drank it all in one gulp, "Say something!"

As talkative as he is, he can't stand cold violence.

The wine was snatched away, but Tu Yan didn't complain. He stood up and said, "Just wait and see. Xiaoxiao said she loves me."

After saying that, Tu Yan walked straight out of the private room, leaving behind You Junzheng's roar of "You're fucking hopeless."

After leaving the tavern, Tu Yan's straight back could no longer hold up. Although his steps were steady, his red cheeks and neck in the cold air showed that he was drunk.

The driver was waiting by the car early. He watched from a distance as Tu Yan quickly stepped forward to help him. "Boss Tu?"

"Go find my wife." Tu Yan avoided his hand and got into the car.

The driver was stunned for a moment, then asked cautiously, "Madam?"

Tu Yan leaned back in his chair tiredly and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Send me to Xiaoxiao."

The driver was then sure that he had heard correctly, started the car, and drove onto this somewhat unfamiliar road.

The villa's security guards were also unfamiliar with the car that arrived late at night. It was Aunt Wang who rushed over and confirmed Tu Yan's identity. "Boss Tu, why are you here?"

Tu Yan rubbed his sore temples, "Where's the wife?"

"Madam has returned to her room." As soon as the car door opened, the smell of alcohol hit her in the face. Aunt Wang hurriedly said, "How about I go and call Madam..."

Tu Yan waved his hand, walked straight past Aunt Wang and went upstairs.

The few people who were left confused looked at each other, and finally followed Tu Yan's driver, who was worried and said a few more words, "Boss Tu was drinking with Boss You tonight, and he came out shouting that he wanted to see his wife. He might have drunk too much, so please keep an eye on him."

Aunt Wang nodded and went downstairs to prepare the hangover soup.

On the second floor, Tu Yan pushed the door open and walked in. He stepped on the soft carpet and approached the bulging figure on the bed. As if possessed by some strange force, he bent his knees and climbed onto the bed.

Zhuang Xiao was awakened by a strong feeling of restraint. In a daze, he smelled a strong odor of alcohol. After a brief panic, he confirmed Tu Yan's identity by the smell.

Tu Yan's coat was cold from the outdoors, which was out of place in the warm and fragrant bedroom. Zhuang Xiaoteng reached out and patted Tu Yan on the shoulder. "How much did you drink?"

When Tu Yan heard Zhuang Xiao's voice, his back stiffened for a moment, then quickly relaxed again. He buried his head in the crook of Zhuang Xiao's neck like a broken jar, "A little bit at a time."

"You're drinking right after you're discharged from the hospital. You're not obedient." Zhuang Xiao's sensitive neck was pricked by his slightly cool hair, and she dodged slightly, "Hurry up, I'll ask Aunt Wang to make you some hangover soup..."

Tu Yan shook his head and muttered, "I won't listen to you. You want to divorce me, I won't listen to you..."

When Zhuang Xiao heard this, he paused in his refusal, and pulled a handful of Tu Yan's hair as if to comfort him. Then, he stroked the back of Tu Yan's full head, placed his palm on the back of his neck, and softened his voice, "Get up first."

"Wife." Tu Yan continued to shake his head, his voice a little vague and sounded a little pitiful, "Do you love me?"

Zhuang Xiao gently pinched the back of Tu Yan's neck, "Love."

Tu Yan quickly raised his head, his eyes sparkling and full of energy, "I knew it."

Then, under Zhuang Xiao's smiling gaze, he slightly raised his body and tenderly kissed Zhuang Xiao on the cheek, his voice low and hoarse, "Me too."