Lin Zhaoying's face darkened when she heard this, and she frowned again when she saw Qin Lingye's confusion.

We still need to take him back to see a doctor first.

Lin Jiacheng also rushed over. He was a little surprised to see Lin Zhaoying and Qin Lingye together, but seeing Qin Lingye's drunken appearance, he felt that it was just the right time.

"Jia Cheng, help me carry him." Lin Zhaoying gave up her position.

Lin Jiacheng nodded quickly and stepped forward to pull Qin Lingye up.

Qin Lingye suddenly seemed to have some strength and stood up with the help of his strength. Lin Jiacheng helped him out of the bar.

Lin Zhaoying turned back and took one last look at Li Boguang. After all, he was Qin Lingye's friend. She still hoped that he could handle it by himself. Of course, if Qin Lingye couldn't do it, it wouldn't be too late for her to come.

Mother Lin was already impatient waiting in the car. When she saw Lin Zhaoying coming back, she said, "Let's go back first. We'll just send a few more people to look for Ling Ye later."

Lin Zhaoying: "No need, we have already found it."

She gave up her seat and Lin Jiacheng pulled Qin Lingye over.

Mother Lin frowned in disgust when she saw Qin Lingye smelling of alcohol. She covered her nose, and then she felt something was wrong. She said with superficial worry: "Why did you drink so much wine?

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"Get in the car first." Lin Zhaoying didn't want to say more.

The driver helped Qin Lingye get into the car.

Mother Lin was originally afraid that Qin Lingye would stumble around in the car and run over her, but fortunately, Qin Lingye just huddled in the corner after getting in the car, with his eyes closed and motionless.

Ever since he saw Lin Jiacheng, he had calmed down. Although his limbs were numb and his steps were shaky, Lin Jiacheng dragged him to stagger out of the bar and into the car.

After getting in the car, he said nothing and closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

Lin Jiacheng talked to Lin Zhaoying, "By the way, sister, how did you find Qin Lingye? I remember you haven't seen him before, right?"

"He looks very much like my father when he was young, and his mouth looks like my mother's." Lin Zhaoying sat in the passenger seat without turning her head.

Lin Jiacheng obviously didn't expect this. He smiled awkwardly and regretted asking this question: "That's it."

He stopped talking.

Mother Lin's heartstrings were touched by Lin Zhaoying's words. She lowered her head and looked at Qin Lingye, who had her eyes closed.

She didn't know if it was because of Lin Zhaoying's words, but she felt that Qin Lingye looked very similar to Lao Lin and herself, especially his lips, which were exactly the same as hers.

Qin Lingye closed his eyes and couldn't see the pretense of fierceness in his eyes. His lips were pursed tightly and his hair was messy, but he showed a trace of vulnerability and youthfulness.

Mother Lin suddenly realized that he was actually just a child.

Thinking of this, she felt affection in her heart. Seeing Qin Lingye's face flushed, she wanted to reach out and feel the temperature of his forehead.

Before his hand touched his forehead, Qin Lingye quickly moved his head away. Qin Lingye opened his eyes and looked at her with caution and strangeness.

Soon he was covered in drunken confusion, and finally he slowly closed his eyes again.

That look again!

Mother Lin's motherly thoughts that had just arisen suddenly disappeared. Every time she wanted to get closer to Qin Lingye, the other party showed such an expression.

Guilt arose in my heart, followed by boredom.

Why can't he obediently accept her overtures instead of arousing her guilt and making the situation boring every time?

Got home soon.

Lin Zhaoying called Qin Lingye's personal doctor in advance and was already waiting in the house.

Qin Lingye was suffering from alcohol poisoning, but fortunately Lin Zhaoying stopped him earlier. His symptoms were mild, so he didn't need gastric lavage. He took the medicine prescribed by the doctor and put on an intravenous drip.

These are all done by the help of servants.

Lin Zhaoying asked the kitchen to make him a bowl of hangover soup. After a tired day, she took a bath, changed into pajamas, and went to rest.

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The numb limbs began to regain consciousness, and the vague consciousness gradually gathered.

Qin Lingye woke up while lying on the bed. He quickly ran to the bathroom and started vomiting.

He kept vomiting until his face turned pale, sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was holding on to the sink in a daze.

He was suffering from a hangover headache and a dull pain in his stomach, all indicating that he was drunk last night and was brought back from the bar?

The memory gradually came back to life. Qin Lingye's face darkened, and he wanted to hit the wall. The mirror reflected the red tips of his ears and the anger in his eyes. He called a strange young woman mother, and was brought back by the hypocritical Lin Jiacheng.

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He took a shower, hesitated for a moment, and then left the room.

Lin Zhaoying and Lin's mother Lin Jiacheng were having breakfast in the restaurant.

For today's breakfast, considering that Lin Zhaoying had just returned from abroad, she also made some Western-style breakfasts such as sandwiches and butter bread, but in fact Lin Zhaoying preferred to eat Xiao Long Bao and preserved egg lean meat porridge.

When Qin Lingye went downstairs, he was still wearing a colorful jacket with exaggerated letters.

He is still young and looks cool, so he can hold up wearing such clothes.

But such a fashionable dress was really not suitable for the stage, and Mother Lin frowned inconspicuously.

Qin Lingye was shocked when he saw Lin Zhaoying.

His memory of last night was intermittent, with only a few episodes remembered. When Lin Zhaoying followed him home, his brain had completely shut down and he didn't pay attention at all.

Mother Lin returned to her dignified and affectionate appearance and introduced to Qin Lingye: "Lingye, this is your sister. She has been studying in country F and hasn't had time to meet you yet."

Lin Zhaoying raised her head when she heard the words, "Ling Ye." She called him. She behaved elegantly and had an extraordinary temperament.

She is the same person as the rest of the Lin family, the eldest daughter of a wealthy family.

Qin Lingye made a judgment quickly. Inexplicably, he felt a little irritable.

He just looked at her coldly and said in a casual and indifferent tone, "Sister."

Lin Zhaoying nodded. She was almost finished eating, put down her chopsticks, and read the magazine boredly.

"Lingye, do you want to have some breakfast? I thought I didn't call you since you couldn't get up this morning," Mother Lin was afraid that Qin Lingye would do something outrageous again, so she quickly asked him to sit down.

Qin Lingye drank a lot of wine last night and had no appetite at all. "You guys can eat."

He turned to leave, but Lin Zhaoying suddenly asked: "Today is Wednesday, you should have classes, where are you going now?"

"Go to the Internet cafe to play games."

Qin Lingye's attitude was casual, as if it was as simple as eating and drinking.

There are various electronic products at home, but he just wants to go to the Internet cafe. Anyway, they will only show their expressions of hating the iron, so he will let them see how useless they are.

Qin Lingye looked at Lin Zhaoying with provocation in his eyes.

What will happen to her?

Lecture him, express his disappointment after Mother Lin's dissuasion, and then ignore him again; or compare him with Lin Jiacheng, demote him to nothing, and then ignore him again?

"Oh?" Lin Zhaoying stood up, walked to him, and opened her mouth.

Under Qin Lingye's hostile gaze, she rolled up the magazine in her hand.

"You're not going to school, are you?!"

"Going to an Internet cafe, right?!"

"Playing games, right?!"

Every time she said a word, she hit him hard on the head, knocking him unconscious.

"You" he glared at her angrily.

Mother Lin quickly came out to persuade her: "Xiaoying, if Lingye wants to play games, just go and play. Don't push him so hard."

Lin Jiacheng also showed his sensibility at the right time: "Sister, I'm not bad at studying. Lingye can go play first, and I can teach him when I come back after studying."

"You think so too?" Lin Zhaoying looked at Qin Lingye.

Qin Lingye covered his head, already anticipating their reaction. Although he was caught off guard at this moment, he quickly reacted.

He nodded, with a sense of breaking the pot: "Yes, that's what I think."

There was boredom and sarcasm in his eyes, "That's it, give up on me, just like everyone else gives up on me"

"You think I'm pushing you hard, don't you?!"

"You still want to go out, right?!"

Lin Zhaoying danced vigorously through a magazine and showed no mercy.
Chapter completed!