Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

A fleshy arm suddenly stretched out from the side, stuffed the Rubik's Cube to the sister, and then spread his hands towards Li Yucheng.

"Dad, where's mine?"

Li Yucheng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ni Hao picked up the Rubik's Cube on his lap and had no intention of returning it.

"what do you want?"

"Humph, none of mine." Haohao turned her head and pouted. Ni Kan glanced at her, raised the Rubik's Cube in her hand and asked in a low voice: "Do you want one?"

It was given away so easily that Li Yucheng was shocked before he could even finish his sentence. He heard his sister say with a hint of emotion, "That's for you, not for me."

Ni Hao turned around and looked at Li Yucheng, rubbing the Rubik's Cube with his fingers, looking a little at a loss.

This really wasn't a formal gift. Li Yucheng put one hand on his sister and reached out to pinch his sister's face with the other hand. After thinking for a few seconds, he made a decision.

"It's just a souvenir. The gift will be given to you in a few days."

There was still a group of people waiting in the conference room, so Li Yucheng couldn't leave for too long. He could only send the two sisters to the car first. Before leaving, he apologized to Ni Hao again and promised to send them back in the evening.

The social event ended at eight o'clock in the evening. Li Yucheng, reeking of alcohol, rushed into the shop and bought a batch of goods before it closed.

The salesperson received a big order at the last minute and completed half a month's KPI in one day, and closed the store happily.

Li Xinghe ran three times and spent a long time to load all the things into the car. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and turned around to ask: "Boss Li, are you going to Four Seasons East Lake? What about the mansion..."

The more packed the car was, the more at ease he felt. Li Yucheng responded with his eyes closed, and waited until the car had driven some distance before asking, "Will children bear grudges?"

"Boss Li, I don't have any children." Li Xinghe winked at the driver: "Uncle Zhou, don't you have two children?"

Li Yucheng raised his eyelids a little, and Uncle Zhou glanced at him through the rearview mirror and nodded repeatedly: "Yeah, I have it."

"It depends on the personality. My little one has a better memory and will remember it for a while."

"How did you resolve it later?"

"I didn't do anything. I gave them two big red envelopes during the Chinese New Year, but I forgot about it after a few days of happiness."

Li Yucheng nodded after hearing this: "Is there a red envelope in the car?"

"No..." Li Xinghe scratched his head: "Boss Li, we are all transferring large amounts, so we don't need that."

"Transfer via WeChat." Uncle Zhou reminded.

Maybe Ni Jia opened an account for them, but he didn't know. Li Yucheng said a little irritably: "The children are still young."

Uncle Zhou: "It's in the convenience store. Do you want to go?"

Later, his expression became a little more lenient. Li Xinghe nodded and gestured, indicating that Uncle Zhou should find a place quickly. They had followed Li Yucheng for so many years, so they still had some foresight.

"How much?" Li Yucheng rubbed his brows, holding a wad of cash in his hand. Uncle Zhou glanced at it, but didn't dare to quote his own number. He just said, "A lucky number will do."

Li Yucheng stuffed the money into the red envelopes steadily and slowly, one after another. Due to limited space, a red envelope could only hold a maximum of 20,000 yuan. Each person could get four, so he stuffed eight.

This is really... auspicious... Each of them can be taken out and hit someone. Li Xinghe thought, is the boss drunk?

Aunt Tong opened the door and was dumbfounded when she saw the piles of toys and Li Yucheng with red eyes.

"Master."

The living room on the first floor was quiet. Li Yucheng glanced up at the second floor and asked, "Are they asleep?"

"Just lying down, my lady is in there too."

Li Yucheng nodded slowly, unbuttoning his suit jacket as he went upstairs. Aunt Tong quickly made way for them to move their things in.

"How much did you drink, Master?"

"Socializing." Li Xinghe was out of breath after moving. He glanced at the second floor and whispered, "I feel a little drunk."

"I'll go make some sobering soup." Aunt Tong hurried to the kitchen.

On the second floor, Li Yucheng lowered his head and sniffed the smell on his body. There was a strong smell of cigarette smoke on his suit jacket. He frowned, took it off and hung it on the railing before opening the door and going in.

"The little prince came to the castle..." Ni Jia stopped talking instantly, and immediately realized that Li Yucheng had been drinking.

The child had fallen asleep. She frowned, made a gesture for silence, put down the storybook, and got up from the bed carefully.

"Asleep, get out." She pushed the man out and smelled cigarette smoke on him again.

"Wait a minute," Li Yucheng grabbed the wrist with the scent, glanced from top to bottom, and suddenly changed the subject: "Have you taken a shower?"

Li Yucheng's eyes were dangerous after drinking. Ni Jia felt uncomfortable being stared at. He pulled his hand back and took a step away: "What time is it?"

Li Yucheng leaned lazily against the wall, suddenly curled his lips, and answered this meaningless question: "Ten o'clock."

Ni Jia suddenly discovered that the other party's left hand and pocket were both filled with bulging red envelopes, making him look like a nouveau riche who had just received a betrothal gift, and looked a bit funny.

She waved her hand uncertainly: "Drunk?"

The man bent one leg and stared at her for a while before lowering his eyes to look at the red envelope in his hand and answering slowly, "Yeah."

In the past, no matter how much Li Yucheng drank, he would never admit that he was drunk. Ni Jia didn't expect him to answer like this, and was choked instead.

"What are you here for?" The man raised the red envelope towards the bed.

You came to give me money in the middle of the night? Ni Jia looked at him incredulously, then leaned in and sniffed: "How much did you drink?"

Li Yucheng did not answer this question. His eyes suddenly stared at the approaching woman like an eagle. He tried hard to recall what would have happened in the past.

At least he wouldn't be standing there like that. The other person should come over to support him, ask him about his health, and then run to make him some hangover-relieving soup.

"It looks like a lot," Ni Jia walked out, "I'll ask Aunt Tong to make you some hangover soup."

Suddenly, a force with a smell of alcohol pulled her away, and she fell into an embrace that didn't smell good but was very hot.

She was held very tightly, and the smell of cigarettes and alcohol in the box invaded her nose. Ni Jia raised her head uncomfortably, and it happened to be stuck in the man's shoulder socket.

The position was almost close to her face, and she turned outward with difficulty to breathe some fresh air that did not belong to the man.

Her heartbeat uncontrollably quickened, and she lowered her voice to warn, "Don't get drunk!"

There were three pairs of slippers, one large and two small, placed on both sides. Li Yucheng tightened his hands around the man's waist and with a little force lifted him up and stepped on his shoes.

"It's cold, don't go barefoot."

The action was completed in an instant. The moment she was picked up, Ni Jia's breathing stopped for a beat. Then she felt the softness of the floor under her feet. She stared at the wall and blinked blankly.

Where did she step on? Li Yucheng's instep?

"I've never asked you if you've had a good rest after giving birth." The man's hand moved up her back, holding the back of her neck, and gently pinched it with his five fingers as if urging her: "Hmm?"