My strategy failed, so my bestie introduced me to a tough officer.

Cao Yunze left in disappointment.

Xu Fuyang gulped down a glass of wine with a gloomy face.

The 45-proof liquor made his throat sore.

"This wine is damned awful."

Xu Fuyang slammed the wine glass down on the table.

"Yunlei, go call the boss over."

"I want to ask what kind of rotten wine he served us."

"You're serving us this crap because you're afraid I, Xu Fuyang, can't afford the wine?"

Zhao Yunlei hurriedly grabbed the wine glass that was swaying on the table.

A living father is gone.

There is still a living father to serve.

Why is Zhao Yunlei's life so miserable!

He shouldn't have come to drink today.

"Fu Yang, you are drunk."

Zhao Yunlei put the wine glass on the table and reached out to support Xu Fuyang.

"This is the same wine we drank before."

"Maybe you're in a bad mood today, so you find this wine unpalatable."

"I don't think you're in the mood to stay here any longer. How about I take you back to the Xu family now?"

"Not going back to the Xu family."

"I don't want to go back to the Xu family."

Zhao Yunlei suggested sending Xu Fuyang back to Xu's house, but Xu Fuyang immediately waved his hand with a look of resistance on his face.

During the days when Yun Jiaojiao was away, he felt that the Xu family was deserted.

He couldn't even feel a trace of family warmth in the Xu family.

"Yunlei, I want to stay at your place tonight."

"..."

Zhao Yunlei suddenly felt a headache.

He has to serve this living father all night long.

What a sin he has committed.

"Let's do it."

Zhao Yunlei had no choice but to lift Xu Fuyang up.

Xu Fuyang was tall and strong, and was drunk. Zhao Yunlei had to work very hard to drag him home.

"Xu Fuyang, did I owe you money in my previous life?"

After returning home, Zhao Yunlei, exhausted and out of breath, threw Xu Fuyang on the sofa like a piece of trash.

"Just stay on the sofa and I'll make you a cup of sobering tea."

"Yun Jiaojiao."

"Jiaojiao."

Zhao Yunlei had just taken a step and had not had time to turn around when the drunk Xu Fuyang suddenly sat up from the sofa and hugged his waist.

"do not leave me."

"do not leave me."

Xu Fuyang wrapped his arms tightly around Zhao Yunlei's waist, buried his face in Zhao Yunlei's belly, and murmured Yun Jiaojiao's name.

"..."

Zhao Yunlei got goose bumps all over his body and almost vomited.

Being held tightly in the arms of a good brother like a woman is a hellish feeling.

Cao Yunze was right. Xu Fuyang had long been in love with Yun Jiaojiao.

"Xu Fuyang, open your eyes and see clearly. I am Zhao Yunlei, not Yun Jiaojiao."

Zhao Yunlei pushed Xu Fuyang back onto the sofa.

With this push, the back of Xu Fuyang's head hit the backrest of the wooden sofa, making a dull thud.

Xu Fuyang groaned and continued to sleep soundly leaning against the sofa.

Seeing that he was fine and would not die, Zhao Yunlei breathed a sigh of relief and angrily warned: "Xu Fuyang, stay on the sofa honestly and don't touch me again, otherwise I will throw you out."

Perhaps after hearing Zhao Yunlei's warning, Xu Fuyang finally calmed down.

Zhao Yunlei relaxed his brows and turned to go to the kitchen to make him some sobering tea.

After giving Xu Fuyang a full bowl of sobering tea, Zhao Yunlei casually threw a blanket on him and left him alone, letting him sleep in a crooked position leaning against the sofa.

When Xu Fuyang woke up, he felt sore in his back and neck.

"Master Xu, you are finally awake."

Zhao Yunlei carried two bowls of steaming hot noodles to the living room and placed one in front of Xu Fuyang. "When you wake up, wash up quickly, eat something, and go to work. Don't rely on me anymore."

"Zhao Yunlei!"

After waking up from a hangover, Xu Fuyang's mind was still unclear.

"Why am I in your house?"

"Is this what you eat in the morning?"

“Is this food for humans?”

Seeing Zhao Yunlei eating a bowl of plain noodles with gusto, Xu Fuyang frowned.

What this guy cooks is far inferior to what Yun Jiaojiao cooks.

When Yun Jiaojiao was still at the Xu family, he would get up early every day to go to work, and there would be at least five kinds of breakfast on the table.

Xiaolongbao, scallion steamed buns, crystal dumplings, pancakes, wontons, each one is as exquisite as those sold in restaurants.

"Of course it can't compare to the breakfast Yun Jiaojiao got up before dawn and racked her brains to make for you."

"My cooking skills are just like that. If Master Xu thinks it's not something human can eat, he can choose not to eat it. I won't force him to eat it."

"Besides, it wasn't me who brought you to my house."

"You were drunk and refused to go back to the Xu family. You insisted on staying at my house for the night, so I reluctantly took you in."

Thinking back to last night's experience, Zhao Yunlei felt it was terrible.

From now on, even if Xu Fuyang died of drunkenness, he would never bring Xu Fuyang home.

"Master Xu, you really don't want to eat?"

Zhao Yunlei quickly finished a bowl of noodles, but felt it was not enough, so his eyes fell on the other bowl.

"Then this bowl is mine too."

When Zhao Yunlei put down the empty bowl in his hand and reached for another bowl, Xu Fuyang got the noodles in his hand before him.

"Who said I won't eat?"

Xu Fuyang took the noodles and ate mouthful after mouthful, unable to stop.

Zhao Yunlei stared at him with a half-smile. He explained awkwardly, "I drank last night and now my stomach is burning. Your cooking isn't as good as Yun Jiaojiao's, but it's good for my stomach."

Xu Fuyang was full and looked much better.

"Fu Yang, why don't you go find Yun Jiaojiao and bring her back to the Xu family."

"You were drunk and unconscious, and you kept muttering about Yun Jiaojiao. Now, every three sentences you say to me, two of them involve Yun Jiaojiao. This shows how important Yun Jiaojiao is to you."

As a good brother, Zhao Yunlei doesn't want Xu Fuyang to miss out on true love because of a wrong decision when he is in love without knowing it.

"Yun Jiaojiao is your woman."

"It's not shameful for a man to apologize to his woman and say nice things to make her happy."

"Zhao Yunlei, do you also want to speak up for Yun Jiaojiao like Cao Yunze did?"

Xu Fuyang put the dishes and chopsticks on the coffee table and stood up from the sofa with a sullen face.

"Yun Jiaojiao is my woman. How I treat Yun Jiaojiao and whether I want to take Yun Jiaojiao back to the Xu family are all my own business."

"If you still want to be my brother, you'd better stay out of this matter."

"go to work."

"I don't want to eat this. Pour it out and feed it to the dog."

Xu Fuyang grabbed his wrinkled coat on the sofa and strode out.

"Damn it."

"What's this called?"

Zhao Yunlei stared at the half bowl of noodles left by Xu Fuyang on the coffee table and was so angry that he almost kicked the coffee table over.

What does it have to do with him whether Xu Fuyang and Yun Jiaojiao can reconcile or when they can reconcile!

Even if Xu Fuyang can't get married and remains single all his life, it's none of his business.

Why did he have to use such mean words to persuade Xu Fuyang!

Zhao Yunlei wanted to slap himself in the face.