"Sorry to keep you waiting for so long, he fell asleep."
An Moran had a gentle smile on his face, with a little helplessness at the corners of his eyes and brows. Seeing this situation, several people generally felt confident.
Gong Shaoming is afraid that he will go crazy with alcohol...
Most of them still muttered, "Don't leave Ranran."
Gu Qianqian was the first to stand up from the sofa, walked to An Moran in a few steps, and gave him a bear hug, "As long as everything is okay, it doesn't matter how long you wait..."
"Yes, of course it doesn't matter to you. When you have an affair, even Mr. Qi can't see you, Mrs. Qi."
An eerie voice came from his back.
Gu Qianqian, who was hugging An Moran happily, suddenly shuddered, quickly let go of her hand, and turned to look at Qi Mingye with a smile, "What nonsense are you talking about? How could I forget you? I wasn't too excited to see Ranran. Well, I lost my composure for a moment, I lost my composure for a moment..."
Taking An Moran's hand, he quickly led her to the sofa, not letting her stand any longer.
"Thank you. He is fine now. He just needs to sleep."
An Moran sat next to Gu Qianqian, and when he raised his head, he met Ou Zexi's deep eyes. He caught a glimpse of the concern in his eyes, and nodded politely without avoiding it.
Ou Zexi was startled, then smiled, "Since he is fine, let's talk about your affairs..."
"Snapped--"
Before Ou Zexi could speak, a clear voice came. As everyone was gathering together, they heard the butler exclaim, "Second Young Master, why are you awake?"
There is only one person in the Gong family that the housekeeper can call him Second Young Master, and that is Gong Shaoming!
An Moran's eyes changed, and he immediately stood up from the sofa nervously, and was pressed down by Gu Qianqian again, "Ranran, you can't spoil him like this. You only care about taking care of the older one, and forget that there is a baby in your belly." Little one, what should I do if I’m exhausted?”
"Qianqian, Shaoming is drunk..."
"With so many servants in the Gong family, it's not like you, a pregnant woman, have to take care of him." Ou Zexi also united the front with Gu Qianqian, deliberately trying to punish Gong Shaoming.
Qi Mingye raised his eyebrows, looking at the dim light in their eyes, a helpless smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, he reached out to pick up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, and hid the cunning light in his eyes.
His wife wants to play, what else can he do besides watching a show?
His eyes looked around, and finally fell on Gong Shaoming, who was staggering out of the room, and his pupils shrank.
"Ranran..."
Gong Shaoming, who was still not very conscious, followed An Moran's scent and walked to the living room. He continued to ignore the people around him with hazy eyes, and only walked steadily towards An Moran.
His shirt and trousers, which were stained with wine stains, had already been changed. He was wearing a white casual sportswear that was casual and elegant. He squinted at An Moran on the sofa and staggered to her side.
He reached out to hug her, but was blocked by Gu Qianqian, who put one hand on his chest and pulled An Moran behind her with the other hand.
"Gong Shaoming, you're pretending to be dead and pretending to be a little bit more like that. You think you're making a movie. This way you can give yourself more drama. It's a pity not to be an actor!"
"Go away! Ranran..."
Pushing Gu Qianqian's hand away, Gong Shaoming wanted to step forward, but Gu Qianqian's hand stopped him again, and she raised her head and glared at him, "Get out of here, if you have the skills, show me once and I will believe you are." So drunk!"
