The patron is sick

Zhu Ye was not there, Kong Zhejun waited for an opportunity to lean over and asked, "Xiao Shao, how are you doing?"

He was asking about Shao Zigui, but his eyes were on Sheng Jiashu.

"Mr. Zhu is nice, and he even ordered milk for us, skim." Sheng Jiashu showed him the glass in his hand, jokingly said: "I guess there are only three glasses tonight, and none of you have to drink. "

Kong Zhejun couldn't help laughing, heaved a sigh of relief, and said: "It's fine if you don't embarrass you."

Shaozi answered politely: "I'm too stupid, I didn't chat with Mr. Zhu, but I chatted a lot with Ms. Sheng."

"Oh, I've been chatting all night, and I'm returning to Miss Sheng." Sheng Jiashu scolded: "Why don't you call me sister from now on."

"That won't work! I'll call you old!" Shao Zigui repeatedly refused.

"I'm already older than you guys, I have to be old." Sheng Jiashu thought about it, pointed at Kong Zhejun and said, "You call him brother Li Suo, why don't you call me sister."

"Then... Brother Kong take care of me." Shao Zigui argued.

"You call me sister, and I will take care of you too." Sheng Jiashu teased him persistently.

Shao Zigui was so embarrassing that he wanted to ask Kong Zhejun for help, but the other party had an expression of waiting to see the excitement, so he had no choice but to call softly: "Sister..."

"Hey!" Sheng Jiashu responded loudly, and went to play with his shy and drooping head, "My sister will send you a ticket for the next concert, you must come and see it!"

When Shao Zigui blushed and nodded, Sheng Jiashu turned to flirt with Kong Zhejun: "He called me sister, so you can call me too."

"No!" Kong Zhejun refused without thinking, with a familiar tone that made Sheng Jiashu giggle.It seems that this joke has probably been played many times between the two, but they still enjoy it.

The three of them quarreled and laughed happily.Surrounded by wolves, this place is a safe place.

"Miss Sheng!" Joy filled with sorrow, and Zhu Yu made another appearance.

He came over alone, already very drunk, but he still didn't leave his wine glass, leaning on her with the strength of the wine, he only asked: "Where's your wine glass? We haven't finished the three glasses just now."

"Mr. Zhu, I'm really sorry. I drank too much with Mr. Zhu just now." Sheng Jiashu said politely, trying to break free from his arms.Although I don't know the details of the two sons of Zhu's family very well, it is always right to move Zhu Er out first.

Kong Zhejun watched them wrestling helplessly, and because of his small position, he dared not speak out.

Zhu Yu's stalker skills are top-notch. He glanced at the glass of milk on the table with his vicious eyes, and sneered, "Have you drank too much milk?"

Sheng Jiashu Qiao smiled and tried to fool Yanran, but Zhu Yu's tone changed, and he said sullenly, "Besides, why don't you enjoy drinking with him and not being happy with me?"

"Why are you all so used to him! I'm so much worse than him!" Zhu Yu glared, his bloodshot eyeballs bulging, which was really scary.

Sheng Jiashu thought to herself which of the two sons of the Zhu family was mentally ill, she couldn't tell the difference.

"Mr. Zhu, you're drunk." Kong Zhejun finally made a move, saying he was supporting Zhu Yu, but actually preventing him from throwing himself on Sheng Jiashu.

"Don't get in the way!" Zhu Yu didn't show his face, and pushed him away.Kong Zhejun didn't dare to really compete with him, but this time he was caught off guard, he fell on the table and knocked over the empty glass that had been filled with milk.

The glass fell on the grass, unbroken, and rolled awkwardly.

Zhu Yu's wolfish eyes fell on Sheng Jiashu, and he wanted to pester him, but another person stood in front of him, it was Shao Zigui.

He is so thin and small, Sheng Jia Shu Gao who has not yet stepped on the sky-hating height, and has always been the shyest of the four in the group, so he stood in front of Zhu Yu, who was drunk and crazy.

Shao Zigui mechanically repeated Kong Zhejun's words: "Mr. Zhu, you are drunk, you should go back and rest."

Even his voice trembled, and his body trembled too.

He was never a brave man.

When his father domestically abused his mother, he shrank under the bed and did not dare to stop him.

When his father learned that his mother was terminally ill and wanted to get rid of this mess, he didn't dare to pester her.

When his mother passed away on the sickbed, he closed his eyes and dared not look at her remains.

After entering the industry, he always hides.

I avoided the casting because I was afraid of losing the election.

Avoid the draft because of avoiding competition.

I hide from variety shows because I am afraid that the camera will chase me.

Avoid socializing, because you are afraid of meeting people with malicious intentions.

Hidden so much that Lin Yi despaired of him.

I have been living so painlessly, muddling along.

……

He finally acted bravely for his idol, still on such an inexplicable occasion.

"Rest?" Zhu Yu seemed to have heard the joke and ignored Sheng Jiashu. He pulled his arm and said happily, "Then you can accompany me back to 'rest'! If Zhu Ye hadn't disturbed the scene today, I would have taken you with me a long time ago." Go back and rest!"

It turned out that the first person Lin Yi reminded him to be careful was Zhu Yu!Shao Zigui suddenly came to his senses.

He regretted bumping into the muzzle of the gun, but Zhu Yu pulled him so hard that he struggled a few times before realizing that he could no longer escape.

Zhu Ye who was wandering around met Zhu Qingxiang who was looking for him everywhere.

The old man, who is nearly sixty years old, has always been resolute and calm to the outside world. Only when he sees his youngest son will his tears be uncontrollable, and he will come when he says it.

"Ye'er," Zhu Qingxiang choked up, "What time is your flight tomorrow? Dad wants to see you off."

"No need." Zhu Ye refused in a cold voice. If it wasn't for his self-cultivation, he would even want to open the hand holding his arm impatiently.

But his grandfather's admonition to teach him to be polite to others was still in his ears, so he could barely hold back, and just said: "The business center has just opened, and the company must be very busy, and you can't leave, so don't force it."

Zhu Qingxiang hit a soft nail, and then asked: "Then... where are you staying tonight?"

"Grandpa has made arrangements." Zhu Ye replied calmly.Zhuo's property is much bigger than Zhu's stall, Zhuo's cannot enter the capital, but Zhuo's has a subsidiary in Bincheng, it is not surprising that they are responsible for taking care of Zhu Ye's board, lodging and travel.

Zhu Qingxiang struggled desperately: "At least... let Dad send you back soon."

"It's really not necessary." Zhu Yechao smiled at this moment, showing his nervous side again.His sensible and unfeeling suggestion: "I'm worried that my brother is drunk again, you have to send him home first. I haven't drunk, I'm sober."

"That prodigal son, let him go!" Zhu Qingxiang shook his head irritably, expressing his disappointment in Zhu Yu.

It was hard for Zhu Ye to be moved by his favoritism, so he put one hand in his pocket and said sarcastically, "I wish I could have said this sooner."

"Ye'er!" Zhu Qingxiang couldn't maintain his superficial peace any longer. He held onto Zhu Ye so tightly that he was afraid that his son would run away and not hear from him for another ten years.

The old man said hysterically: "Dad knows that I owe you, so can't you give Dad a chance to make up for it!"

"Why should I trade my unhappiness for your peace of mind?" Zhu Ye spoke a little faster, and his answer was straightforward.

He resolutely broke away Zhu Qingxiang's hand, then blinked slowly, struggling to suppress the raging hatred in his eyes, and tried hard to change back to that elegant young man.Finally, he opened his mouth without haste, and said gracefully: "Father, you don't owe me, you owe it to my mother, you owe it to my sister."

"It doesn't matter what you owe me." He said calmly.

"Ye'er!" Zhu Qingxiang wanted to catch him, but Zhu Ye nimbly dodged it and missed him.

"Father," Zhu Ye called him solemnly, "I used to think that you would always repent one day."

"But you actually chose today as an auspicious day for the unveiling..." Zhu Ye paused here, suppressing the resentment and bitterness in his heart, and finally finished speaking: "Sorry, I was wrong."

After Zhu Ye turned and left, Zhu Qingxiang finally remembered what day it was.

And what kind of unbearable motives are hidden behind the auspicious day that Su Hui deliberately asks an expert to calculate.

He felt that the youngest son had never been crazy.

Zhu Ye's insanity was originally caused by sadness and fear, but later it became a means of protest, and even the jump that almost cost his life was nothing but a thrilling warning book.

He is obviously more tolerant than anyone else, stronger than anyone else, understands better than anyone else, and is more transparent than anyone else.

He also holds grudges more than anyone else.

Zhu Ye returned to his territory with a heavy heart, just in time to catch Zhu Yu trying to drag Shao Zigui away.

Shao Zigui had a bitter face, tears rolled in his eyes, he wanted to cry but didn't dare, he was still struggling for the last time.But Zhu Yu was very arrogant, yelling that whoever dares to intervene would make him lose his business in the future.

Zhu Ye's pent-up anger in front of his own father just now finally found a breakthrough. Without saying a word, he picked up the small fork for eating dessert, stepped forward quickly, and pierced Zhu Yu's salty pig's hand with lightning speed.

"Ah!" Zhu Yu's screams resounded through the sky, completely ruining this valuable banquet.

He was raised in a nest of gold and silver, and when he had suffered this kind of hardship, the next second he was clutching the back of his hand and rolling all over the floor in pain.

Zhu Ye looked down at him with a sneer, thinking that this is the only good thing about being mentally ill, and it wouldn't be obtrusive no matter what.

His behavior seemed impulsive and terrifying, but Zhu Ye knew very well that the lethality of that little fork was not much stronger than an injection.If he was really crazy, he should have greeted Zhu Yu's neck directly.

Zhu Qingxiang and his wife rushed over after hearing the news.Su Hui was so distressed that she fell on the ground to persuade his precious son not to cry.She stared at Zhu Ye with hatred, that mask of hypocrisy was completely peeled off, leaving only the hatred to crush Zhu Ye to ashes.

Zhu Qingxiang looked at his eldest son and then at his younger son, feeling very confused.

Even though he knew in his heart that Zhu Ye was right, Zhu Yu didn't know what kind of moth he had done to make Zhu Ye lose his temper, but in the face of Zhu Ye's wailing and Su Hui's tearful accusation, he still chose to help the injured Zhu Yu .

His logic was simple, Zhu Yu was so hurt, but Zhu Ye looked upright, he had to calm the crying baby first.Besides, Zhu Ye is so sensible, he can always swallow this breath.

He has always thought so.Until Zhuo Yinong was forced to death, Zhu Xu was killed, and Zhu Ye was miserably killed.

Zhu Ye stood in the middle of the farce stage, as if his brother's wailing and stepmother's insults were far away from him.He kept smiling in the crowd, just like the legendary psychopath.

He understands that a crying child should drink milk, but his mother taught him: A man does not shed tears lightly.

Grandpa's teachings are even sharper: Don't be as knowledgeable as them, so as not to lose your own value.

He didn't bother to explain, never did.

Zhu Ye looked up at the starry sky above his head and let out a long breath.He thought that grandpa would probably be disappointed, after all, he still couldn't help but do something to the chop suey.

Too bad, too cheap.

He raised his palms in shame and covered his face.

"Ye'er! Ye'er!" Zhu Qingxiang called him.The exhausted old man finally asked someone to put the two noise-making machines on the car to the hospital, Wu Yang and Wu Yang accompanied him by a dozen people.It seems that as long as it is slower, the injury on the back of the eldest son's hand will heal.

Zhu Ye took off his hand covering his face, not bothering to look at him.

"What did Yu'er do just now?" Zhu Qingxiang asked with concern, with a sincere expression.

His concern for Zhu Ye is sincere, but it is a pity that the order is placed after Zhu Yu.

So Zhu Ye is not rare anymore.

He made up an extremely vicious wording, completely inconsistent with his upbringing, if Zhuo Yuanhang heard it, he would definitely die of anger, but he still said this to understand his hatred.

The blue-blooded aristocrat said word by word: "He robbed me of a man."

Zhu Qingxiang choked on the spot, unable to utter a single word, obviously very angry at this statement.

Zhu Ye looked at his pale and white complexion and smiled with satisfaction.