The villa was quiet, with only the maid and butler Yang Bo accompanying him.
Qiu Yu'er felt a little bit of loneliness.
Turning off the 103-inch plasma TV on the opposite wall, Qiu Yuer yawned.
"Miss, go to bed, it's already ten o'clock." Uncle Yang said with a smile.
Qiu Yu'er nodded and stood up, but when she walked up the stairs, she couldn't help but ask, "Why hasn't my uncle come back yet?"
Uncle Yang was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, "The second young master's time... is not fixed. Miss, there is no need to worry about him. Go to bed first."
Not fixed?
Qiu Yuer was surprised.
Didn’t he say he was the CEO of Yuntian Group? Didn’t he come back from time to time?
"Oh, I'll go to bed first. Uncle Yang, good night."
"Good night, miss."
Qiu Yu'er had taken a bath, wore a flesh-colored suspender nightgown, and lay on the bed reading a book.
Just as he was watching with great interest, he suddenly heard a noise outside. For some unknown reason, Qiu Yu'er was wearing slippers, quietly opened the door, and looked outside.
The first floor is brightly lit.
Is uncle Yun Yingze back?
Qiu Yu'er stood on tiptoes and secretly looked down the stairs.
Uncle Yang was feeding Yun Yingze some water, while Miao Liang was beating Yun Yingze on the back.
When he went to see Yun Yingze, he lowered his head slightly and closed his eyes slightly. He must have been drunk.
"I rushed to four places in a row. I couldn't help it. I kept drinking. Even the gods would collapse. Brother Yun is very powerful now. He can hold it back. Didn't you see Uncle Yang, those leaders?
They were so drunk that they fell to the ground and acted like bears." Miao Liang explained to Uncle Yang.
Uncle Yang frowned and muttered, "You can't drink like this. Wouldn't it damage your body? The young master rarely drinks too much and is very restrained."
Miao Liang sighed, "Forget it, I met that rotten brother by chance today, and he talked about her proudly... Brother Yun was very annoyed... so he drank too much..."
"Ah, why was it such an unlucky coincidence that I met him..."
Qiu Yuer is curious.
Who is the rotten person Miao Liang talks about?
Who is that "she"?
Yun Yingze suddenly growled, "Shut up, everyone! It's so noisy!"
Miao Liang and Uncle Yang looked at each other and did not dare to say a word.
Qiu Yu'er didn't know what was going on, so she went downstairs and asked gently, "Is uncle drunk?"
Miao Liang turned back to look at Qiu Yu'er. He stared in shock for ten seconds before he could speak.
"Little Miss... Yun, Brother Yun drank a little too much..."
Grandma, this little girl is really flawless and smooth, with snow-white and pink skin, wearing a flesh-colored suspender skirt, revealing two attractive little shoulders, flashing pink arms and pink legs...Miao
Liang couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Yun Yingze, who had closed his eyes in silence, couldn't help but shuddered when he heard Qiu Yu'er's gentle tone. He opened a slit in his eyes and looked at the girl briefly.
Seeing her soft and tender dress, his heart also hit hard.
It was really a purple and red scene, and the beauty of spring was revealed. Coupled with her wavy and wavy hair, it was an irresistible temptation.
Frowning, he shouted, "It's none of your business, go back to your room!"
Qiu Yu'er felt unhappy due to Yun Yingze's unkind tone, and hurriedly ordered, "Uncle Yang, prepare the sobering soup for uncle." Then she walked upstairs in small steps.
The alluring curves of her body showed through her pajamas, and Yun Yingze just like that, narrowed his eyes, followed her slim figure until she disappeared.
Qiu Yu'er whispered to Yun Yingze, "Huh, what's so great, what's so bad..."
Before entering her room, she looked back downstairs and saw Yun Yingze's cold and hunting gaze. She was so frightened that Qiu Yu'er's heart beat wildly and she hurriedly entered the room.
Uncle's eyes... were not only cold, but also full of strong aggression.
In Yun Yingze's drunken and hazy vision, the girl wearing a flesh-colored suspender suddenly transformed into another hazy figure.
Feeling sour in his heart, Yun Yingze frowned and closed his eyes.
Do you... always want to torture me? When will you rest?