"Tch! Not happy today? When has he ever been happy?" Su Mang put the painting in the trunk and finished it, patting his smooth and tender face, "Where is your grandfather?"
Although Chu Yun didn't like Su Mang treating him like this, he only dared to be angry and dared not speak out. He pointed at the supercar in the distance aggrievedly.
Su Mang sighed and threw the car keys to Chu Yun resignedly, "No parking allowed here, drive to the parking lot."
Chu Lingyu was indeed unhappy tonight. Since he sat down in this western restaurant, he had drank countless glasses of wine without saying a few words.
There is no need to talk about this beautiful ice sculpture. Su Manle is at ease and enjoys ordering a few delicacies.
But soon she couldn't be happy anymore, because...Chu Lingyu was actually drunk, and fell down on the table without moving.
"Chu Lingyu!" Su Mang pushed him.
No movement!
"Chu Lingyu!" She poked his smooth face, but still didn't move.
"Chu Lingyu!" roared in his ears.
Everyone in the restaurant turned to look at her, but he still didn't move.
Su Mang was about to cry but had no tears. He sat there until the restaurant closed, but the man was still sitting as steady as a rock, without moving at all.
Su Mang had no choice but to lift Chu Lingyu up and go outside.
This ice sculpture was so heavy that it took a lot of effort for Su Mang to stuff it into the car.
She stood there and thought for a while, then looked up to the sky and sighed - she didn't even know where Chu Lingyu lived or Chu Yun's contact information. What was she going to do next?
"Chu Lingyu!" She called him with a decibel close to that of a lion's roar, but he still fell asleep and didn't know where to go.
Su Mang had no choice but to drive the car to a nearby high-end hotel.
When he finally helped Chu Lingyu to the front desk to open a room, Su Mang was confused again - he actually asked for an ID card to open a room!
She just came out to frame pictures, how could she bring her ID card?
"Chu Lingyu! Chu Lingyu!" Su Mang continued to yell at him.
Probably because he was uncomfortable being tortured by Su Mang, Chu Lingyu finally opened his eyes a little this time.
"Chu Lingyu, do you have your ID card?" Su Mang asked while touching Chu Lingyu's body.
"..."
"Chu Lingyu! Where's your ID card?" After touching all the outer pockets, she opened his coat and dug inside.
Chu Lingyu subconsciously resisted in a daze. The security guard in the hotel stood hesitantly for a while and finally couldn't stand it anymore. He walked to Su Mang and said weakly: "Girl, this kind of thing...
It's indecent to do it in public, you'd better go inside and do it!"
Su Mang was instantly confused.
What kind of thing is she going to do?
She just wants his ID, okay?
Anxious, angry and aggrieved, she grabbed Chu Lingyu's ears and shouted: "Chu Lingyu, where is your ID card? How can you book a room without an ID card?"
After she finished shouting, the hotel lobby, which was noisy just now, fell silent. To borrow a common saying, you could hear the sound of a pin dropping.
Su Mang's pretty face suddenly turned red to the back of her ears, and she wanted to dig a crack in the ground to get in.
She...she...she...just wants to find a place for Chu Lingyu to sleep. She really has no other meaning!
I was really killed by this ice sculpture!
Su Mang no longer had the courage to stay in this hotel, so he helped Chu Lingyu and buried his head under Chu Lingyu's shoulder.
After changing to a hotel, Su Mang tried hard to persuade her and promised to bring her ID card tomorrow, but the hotel refused to accommodate her. In the end, a handsome blond guy saw how pitiful she was and used his ID card to help her open a hotel room.
