Chapter 22: A Woman Who Gets Drunk When She Gets Alcohol
"You'll find out later." He said it mysteriously, as if he wanted to give her a surprise. Although she was curious, she decided to wait quietly for his arrangement.
As expected, she was not disappointed. When the waiter brought the delicious food, she was almost shocked. He ordered her favorite honey barbecue and French steak... These are her favorite foods.
He...actually remembered what she liked to eat...how incredible:
"You...remember?" she asked softly.
"I can't forget it even if I want to." He glanced at her salivating at the food with satisfaction: "Try it, it tastes good here.
These must be expensive? She couldn't help but sigh:
"Speaking of it, I haven't eaten such expensive food for a long time. I didn't have to worry about food and clothing before, and I never thought that this kind of thing could be so luxurious. If I hadn't ventured into the outside world myself, I might have
I never knew in my life that these things were so expensive.”
Thinking about the time when a small piece of bread would satisfy her, the days were tiring but fulfilling. Compared with the current luxury and expense, she couldn't help but miss that time.
"Can we take it away if we can't finish it?" Her appetite has always been small and she can't eat barbecue and steak at the same time. Although she knows that it is not appropriate to say take-out in a place like this, it is really a pity to pack so much delicious food back.
It’s another meal in the evening.
"She is indeed a woman who has suffered from hunger and poverty. She is different from the daughter of a rich family." Gu Tongyao did not pretend not to understand. After all, he had already investigated clearly what kind of suffering she had suffered in the past four years.
But it was precisely because of this that he was so stupid and so arrogant, and why he blamed her for being ignorant and asking for trouble. She could obviously live a happier life than any other woman, but she did not want this kind of happiness, and would rather choose to endure hardship.
She was such a weird woman who refused to accept everything he gave her despite suffering! "You will never live that kind of life again, so you don't have to do this kind of thing." He interrupted her poor thoughts.
"But the waste is shameful!" She deeply believed that Gu Yuyao should be sent to Africa to experience the suffering of the world there. "Did you know? Many people are starving in Africa, and many people in Vietnam, Cambodia, and the Golden Triangle have no food.
Eat, at least one-third of the world's population is hungry, how can we waste it? This will be punished."
Now she is not ashamed of being thrifty at all, but rather proud of it, because she has truly experienced the misery of sleeping on the streets, starving and freezing.
There are just too many people in the world who live too comfortably, so they don’t know how to be grateful.
We must know that every time we eat a meal, we will waste a lot of innocent chickens, ducks, cows and pigs. We have savings in our wallets, we can eat delicious food every day, we have parents to love us, we have a place to live, and we even enjoy the country.
Welfare and high technology, so we are happy, we should be grateful.
But some people just don’t understand this truth. First of all, it’s wrong in terms of wasting food.
He rolled his eyes at her: "Do you know that you look like an ignorant housewife now?"
"But I am a single mother." She didn't think there was anything wrong with this, so she called the waiter and asked: "Do you have any rules here that prohibit takeout? I don't think this is like a regular Western restaurant.
yeah."
The waiter was a little confused by her, "Miss, we are not a serious Western restaurant here. We can take away food. Just because the chef knows Chinese and Western cuisine, we have more dishes than other restaurants."
Lucky, she secretly said: "That's great, help me pack up this steak and take it away." She smiled as if she saw a bargain.
The waiter looked at Gu Jingyao and probably never thought that a man who was so handsome, neat and noble would allow his girlfriend to do such a poor thing. The psychology of rich people is really abnormal!
Gu Tongyao could only think about the waiter and nodded, feeling a little helpless because of Qi Wu. If she disagreed with her, would she pester him to death? This woman was born to defeat him.
"Can we eat now?" he said angrily.
"Of course." Lunch is done and dinner is arranged. I go home and cook a few dishes to go with the steak. It's another hearty meal. I'm so happy.
"What are you laughing at?" It's just a bag. Is this woman crazy?
"It's up to you." She made a face at him, then ignored him and immersed herself in enjoying her barbecue. "Wow, this barbecue is delicious. The income of the chef here is really not high."
Gu Tongyao has gained some experience, but I really don’t understand why he likes her?
But compared to those wealthy ladies who waste food in order to keep their figure in shape, at least the cook here should like her very much.
"Wow, the red wine here should be delicious too." She felt that she had a pretty good drinking capacity.
"What..." Gu Tongyao raised his head sharply and saw her raising a red wine glass when he wasn't paying attention. He had seen this woman's wine taste before, and she was no different from an alcoholic: "You can't drink, put..."
He said it a step too late, and watched helplessly as the woman who didn't know how to drink drank the wine like water.
Why doesn’t this woman understand that this is not how you drink red wine?
He stood up from the chair angrily, walked over and grabbed her glass of wine: "You just need to eat your children's meal. This is something for adults."
"Sir? Do you think I'm a villain?" After that, she started to blush.
He really shouldn't have ordered red wine. He knew that her drinking capacity was surprisingly small. This woman would get drunk if she touched wine, so he didn't intend to let her drink it. Who knew that she was so incapable of self-control? It was really a headache.
"Hey, it's so strange, why did you suddenly become two people?" After all, it started to attack, and she felt dizzy.
She is really weird, she can get drunk in less than five minutes.
"You're drunk." He concluded helplessly.
"Drunk? I swear, I'm not drunk." She drunkenly raised her "fist" and swore, and stood up, but she was unsteady. Fortunately, he saw clearly and held her, otherwise she would have fallen to the cold ground.
Let’s have a shocking kiss that crosses all races.
"You have to drink even if you don't know how to drink. You're an alcoholic." He scolded. He had only seen one woman who got so drunk after just one sip of red wine - she was her.
"I'm not drunk. I'm not drunk. I'm really not drunk. Trust me, look at me. I can still walk in a straight line. I'll show you. I'll show you. Look, it's okay." She said proudly.
He stood up and walked in place, thinking that he really walked in a straight line.
"Sit quietly for me." He pressed her down on the seat angrily, otherwise they would become the focus of everyone's attention. "Waiter, bring me the glass of water."
"Okay sir." The waiter immediately took a drink from the counter and handed him a wet towel and said: "Sir, I don't see your girlfriend getting drunk so easily. Use a wet towel to apply it on her for a while.
Be comfortable."
"Thank you." He took it and tried to apply it on her, but was rejected by her. "It's so cold, I even said I'm not drunk."
"Don't move." His voice was calm but threatening, stern and threatening, and successfully frightened her.
"Are you mean to me?" I don't know if it's because of her acting skills or because she's the type who loves to cry when she's drunk. Tears actually flashed in her eyes.
"I didn't." He clarified.
"You have it. You have it. You always yell at me, you are mean to me, you hate me, you hate me, you don't like me at all." She suddenly hugged her head and lay on the table crying, attracting the attention of the people around her.
They all looked at them.
"I didn't. I..." Damn it, there were so many people, and he couldn't say anything. "You're drunk, I'll take you home."
She opened the palm he handed her, and the crisp snapping sound alarmed many people.
"I don't want to go home. I don't want to go back to that cold home. I want to go home, I want to go back to my home, I want to go back to the home where my parents and my eldest brother are."
"Do you really want to go back so much?" He couldn't stand her tears, not even a drop. As long as she shed tears, all his defenses would be defeated by her.
"Yeah." She nodded.
"I'll take you back, get up."
"Now?"
"What else?" He, a gentleman, stretched out his hand to her, waiting for her to give it to him.
He never told her that he had bought the house a long time ago. He originally planned that if one day she became his faith again, he would use the house as a betrothal gift.
But...will that day really happen?
She stretched out her hand, but before it landed on his palm, her expression changed: "But it's a shameful waste..."
Everyone's jaws almost dropped to the ground. They were really fed up with this woman.
He told the waiter: "Put all these up." Although he could guess that the waiter definitely didn't have anything good in mind, he could only admit that he was unlucky. Who called him stupid?
What red wine? You know, there is no point in arguing with a drunk woman.
"Okay sir."
"Thank you." With a cold tone, he held the drunken woman in his left hand, and took the bag of things that made him feel very uncomfortable with his right hand. When he stepped out of this restaurant, he decided that he would never patronize it again in this life.
here.
He could probably think of the mocking looks from other people in the restaurant. Damn it, it was all thanks to Qi Wu that his dignified CEO of the Gu family was reduced to having to pack away his meals.
"Gu Yuyao. You said you took me home. Where is my home? Where is my home? You can't lie to me..."
"Get in the car!" He sighed and simply carried her into the car.
She couldn't sit still, so she had no choice but to lean on his shoulder.
"How are you? Are you feeling uncomfortable? Do you feel like vomiting?" He asked with concern. In order to make her feel more comfortable, he had to rub her temples. "You still drink if you can't. Next time if you drink, I will...
..." Halfway through his words, she started to move again, this time pulling at her clothes.
"Zheng Yao, I...I'm so hot."
She only doesn't call him by his first name when she's drunk, right?
"President? How much wine did you drink for Miss Qi? How about I take you home first?" The driver couldn't stand it anymore.
He tried his best to stop her from pulling on his clothes: "No, send us to Qi's house."