Yan Qin drank too much and was just as drunk as Wen Lu.

Seeing that Wen Lu didn't speak, he had no choice but to stand up and grab Nie Dongyu's microphone: "Sing for me...sing for me."

"Yan Qin, can you sing?"

"Of course... I was one of the top ten singers at Anseong International University and almost made my debut... If my family hadn't stopped me because I felt embarrassed, I would have become a famous singer all over the world!"

"Hahahahahaha..." Nie Dongyu kept laughing. Nie Dongyu's grades were worse than those of Yan Qin and Wen Lu. He was not admitted to Anseong International University. After studying abroad for four years, he really didn't know that Yan Qin was one of the top ten singers.

It's just... quite funny.

Yan Qin grabbed Nie Dongyu's microphone and started singing.

"The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn and the setting sun in winter/I once thought this ignorantly in my melancholy youth/The windmill circulates day by day in the song of the cycle of the four seasons/In the poem of wind, flowers, snow and moon, I grow up year by year."

Yan Qin probably drank too much, and he sang very emotionally. As he sang, his eyes turned red.

Nie Dongyu drank with Wen Lu and listened to Yan Qin singing so emotionally. He couldn't help wiping away his tears and said to Wen Lu: "Brother Lu, Yan Qin sang so affectionately... wu wu wu, I think of my ex-girlfriend, I want to cry."

I can't bear it anymore..."

Yan Qin was still holding the microphone and singing over and over again.

Wen Lu remained silent. He was more silent than ever. His head was buzzing and his head hurt.

He got himself very drunk.

The three of them had a show that lasted until three or four in the morning. Wen Lu was so drunk that he vomited into a mess and almost vomited out bile.

Wen Lu was originally a man who drank very well, but he couldn't control himself and got drunk. He ran away to vomit and then came back to drink. No one could stop him.

If anyone tries to persuade him, he will smash the wine bottle and the wine glass.

No one dared to persuade me.

Nie Dongyu was still awake. He supported Wen Lu and said, "Brother Lu, I'll ask the driver to take you home. It's time to go back to sleep."

"Go home? Which home?" Wen Lu looked at Nie Dongyu with red eyes and a drunken look. His white shirt was full of red wine stains and he looked miserable.

The collar buttons had long been torn off by Wen Lu, and there were shocking scratches on his neck from the woman's fingernails.

Nie Dongyu choked: "Brother Lu, of course I want to go back to your villa. You and your wife's home, is it possible that you want to go back to Uncle Wen and Aunt Wen's home?"

"Don't mention her in front of me! Don't mention her to me!" Wen Lu suddenly became furious, threw his hands and started smashing things on the table!

"Clang", the cup was broken, the wine bottle was broken, and the ashtray was broken.

A group of women screamed and left for fear of being hit.

The usually gentle and gentle Mr. Wen went crazy.

Nie Dongyu had never seen Wen Lu lose his temper before. He was stunned for a moment and was so frightened that he was half awake.

He hasn't even figured out who the "she" Wen Lu is talking about is nursery rhyme? His wife?

Yan Qin drank too much and had a stomachache. He lay on the sofa with his eyes closed and groaned.

There was chaos in the private room.

Nie Dongyu took a long time to catch Wen Lu, who was out of control: "Lu, Lu brother... don't smash it, stop smashing it... If you have something to say, talk to me... I'll take you home... You can go back to the hotel..."

"Why... why do you do this to me... why..." Wen Lu couldn't control himself at all, and when his emotions came up, he went crazy.

The night is dark, and the quieter it is outside the window, the noisier it seems in the private room.
Chapter completed!