?"Okay, thank you for your hard work, everyone!" After the interview, Wen Yiran clasped his hands together and bowed with a smile.

"Let's have dinner together today." Chen Yuhuang patted Wen Yiran on the shoulder and extended an invitation to him.

In a hotel room.

Wen Yiran, his team and Chen Yuhuang were sitting at a large round table, with one or two waiters serving tea and water. Everyone was talking about something special, even the two of them.

"Mr. Chen, I toast you." Wen Yiran, who was sitting with Chen Yuhuang, toasted him first.

"Thank you. Don't call me Mr. Chen. Just call me Jade Emperor. By the way, how old are you?"

"I'm 96 years old."

"Really? I am also 1996. When is your birthday?"

"Oh, I'm on May 21st."

"I am on May 14th, so you should call me Brother Huang. Doesn't it sound a bit royal, hahaha."

The two looked at each other and smiled, getting along extremely well, and also added each other's personal WeChat messages.

"Brother Huang, how are you?" Chen Yuhuang was drunk in front of him. He pushed Chen Yuhuang who was lying in front of the wine table.

Chen Yuhuang answered vaguely: "I'm fine, I'm not drunk."

"I'd better ask your assistant to take you back. What's your assistant's phone number?"

He was a person who was extremely sensitive to numbers. He couldn't remember his assistant's phone number. Although the number was lying in his phone book, he still said a string of numbers without thinking while being drunk.

"Hello, are you Brother Yuhuang's assistant? Please come to the XX box in Hotel A to pick him up."

The girl on the other end of the phone responded to Wen Yiran: "I'm not his assistant."

"But he said you were his assistant. Do you know him?"

"know."

"Then please come and pick him up. He's in some trouble now. Maybe he only remembers your phone number."

"Oh, okay."

When Zhang Weimo arrived in a hurry, she had no idea that the drunken Chen Yuhuang, Wen Yiran and his team were in front of him.

Wen Yiran was obviously a little surprised. He pointed at Chen Yuhuang and Zhang Weimo, looked at her and asked, "Do you know each other?"

"Yes, former classmate."

She answered flatly.

"oh…"

Wen Yiran's expression was somewhat meaningful, but he couldn't say anything in front of the team in front of him.

Zhang Weimo leaned into Chen Yuhuang's ear and asked, "Where is your home?" However, there was no response.

After he transferred to junior high school, she heard from her classmates that his family had moved and their house in Shuangcheng had been sold, so she was a little at a loss.

"I'll just take it as a good thing."

She muttered quietly, then raised his arm and struggled to carry Chen Yuhuang. Wen Yiran saw this and helped her from behind.

Wen Yiran said to the staff around him: "You should go back to the hotel and rest first. I'm afraid she won't be able to handle it, so I'll send Brother Jade Emperor off."

After the team left, he, Zhang Weimo and Chen Yuhuang were the only ones left in this space. His face was full of joy and anger.

He followed her quietly, helped support Chen Yuhuang, and took a taxi together.

"Um... let me tell you something, I don't know where his home is, what should I do?" Zhang Weimo's eyes flashed with confusion and helplessness.

"Well, just send him to a hotel with me."

"Um."

Arriving at the hotel entrance, Zhang Weimo noticed the hotel's light sign with the characters "Chen Mo Hotel" and was puzzled.

"Oh, this is Brother Yuhuang's hotel." Wen Yiran saw the question mark on her face and explained to her.

Arriving at the hotel room, Zhang Weimo placed him heavily on the bed. Just as he was about to leave, Chen Yuhuang grabbed his wrist. Both she and Wen Yiran were a little surprised. Fortunately, they didn't say anything nonsense and pushed his hand away.

Maybe she was hurt by being dragged, so she said angrily: Good intentions are not rewarded.

After Chen Yuhuang settled down, they both walked out of the hotel. There was no one on the road.

"You go back to sleep. I'll take a taxi back. My home is not far away."

"It's so late and there's no one on the road. You, a girl, are too dangerous. I'll send you away."

He was so kind that Zhang Weimo didn't refuse, but seeing that there was no car on the road, he simply walked back with her. They didn't talk much along the way, and there were more conversations in the early morning in summer than during the day.

The wind was a bit cold, and she couldn't help shivering.

Looking at the girl in a white shirt and skirt, Wen Yiran asked gentlemanly: "Is it cold?"

"fine."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a men's shirt and jacket on his shoulders. She turned her head slightly and looked at the shirt. The good smell of the shirt was still on the tip of her nose. When she looked at Wen Yiran, his

There was a warm expression on his face, and his fangs were exposed. Under the illumination of the street lamp, his face looked even more iconic.
Chapter completed!