Bai Jingchen obviously had no intention of paying attention to him.

During the period when I lost Lan Chu, I was not only trying to devote myself to work, but also stayed up late and worked overtime so much that my brain couldn't even miss her...

It is to immerse yourself in a state of being intoxicated by alcohol.

It seems that only when you are drunk can Bai Jingchen feel better and feel that Lan Chu seems to be by his side in the confused state of drunkenness.

"A person cannot be resurrected when he dies. Is drinking useful?"

Bo Yucheng snatched his bottle again and took the bottles of wine from the coffee table to a slightly farther out of reach.

Bai Jingchen lowered his head, and he raised his hand and rubbed his lower lip hard with the back of his hand, rubbing the wine stains on the corner of his mouth, "You haven't experienced the pain of your deceased wife, what do you know?"

Bo Yucheng was choked by his words.

He frowned lightly without a trace, "I will never want to understand this pain, but I know drinking is useless."

"What's the use?" Bai Jingchen lifted his eyelids.

He stood up slowly on the sofa with both hands, curled his lips and chuckled sarcastically, "Is it useful to die?"

If you die, you can really meet Lan Chu again...

He would rather die like this and go to hell to make up for the stupid things he had done, to repent and pray.

Such a good girl was once by her side.

Why didn't he know how to cherish, why did he make her angry, and why did he let her leave him forever...

Bai Jingchen will never be able to forgive himself in this life.

"Sure enough, Lanlan saw more thoroughly." Bo Yucheng glanced at him with a slanted eyes, "If Lan Chu knew that you were like this now, she would be very disgusted with marrying you."

Hearing this, Bai Jingchen raised his eyes and looked at Bo Yucheng.

A little light gradually appeared in those drunken eyes, "Do you know that Chu'er is still alive?"

Bo Yucheng: "..."

He looked at him with a complicated expression. The man who was trapped in his own world was indeed sensitive and could catch clues in just a few words. No wonder he had this intuition.

"She died of gastric cancer." Bo Yucheng denied.

Bai Jingchen stared at him for a moment, and could not see any lie in his expression, so he barely took back his eyes.

He curled his lower lip coldly and smiled self-deprecatingly, "Yes... she died of stomach cancer."

This is something everyone told him.

But there was always another voice in Bai Jingchen's heart, and that voice told him that Lan Chu must be still there.

"Don't think about these things." Bo Yucheng's voice was deep.

He bent down and reached out to grab a cup, picked up a wine with relatively low alcohol concentration, poured a cup and pushed it over, "Don't even think about throwing the mess of the Bai family to me."

Upon hearing this, Bai Jingchen raised his eyelids and looked at him.

His eyes narrowed slightly, "How did you know, I really thought of throwing this mess to you."

When he just finished the funeral for Lan Chu, he once thought about dying for love...

But at that time, the Bai family had too many things to deal with, and he was always forced to be so busy that he had no time to plan to commit suicide, and it was delayed until now.

He once thought, if he really went to find Lan Chu.

Just hand over the company to Bo Yucheng to manage. The Bai family is in his hands, and maybe it will be better than him.

"I don't care." Bo Yucheng's voice was cold.

He even wanted to give up the protégé of the Bo family chaebol, and just wanted to stay with Shi Qinglan, accompany her to give birth to a baby safely, and then take care of the baby with him...

I was not interested in taking what others had.

"Drink with me." Bai Jingchen cheered up a little.

He bent down and picked up the glass of wine that Bo Yucheng poured for him, shook it lightly, raised his head and took a sip, but did not pour it again.

But Bo Yucheng was indifferent to the Linlang wine, "I don't drink it, Lanlan can't smell the wine."

After all, this little fool has such a poor alcohol tolerance...

Not only do I have a poor alcohol tolerance, but I also have some greed for some wine from time to time.

If she smelled the alcohol on her body and kissed him secretly, she might get drunk. Besides, there was a baby in her belly, how could he let his pregnant wife get exposed to alcohol?

"Bo Yucheng, are you..."

Bai Jingchen took a deep breath, "Are you here to coax me or stimulate me? He kicked the dog food home and sprinkled it!"

He didn't want to eat food for this pair of dogs, men and women at all.

Bo Yuchengman casually raised his eyebrows, "If Lanlan hadn't asked me to come, I wouldn't have planned to coax you."

"You..." Bai Jingchen recognized the plastic situation.

At this moment, Bo Yucheng's cell phone rang, "How is Mr. Bai? When are you back in the evening? I'm going to go to bed after taking a shower. Should I leave a light for you?"

Bo Yucheng looked down at the text message sent by his wife.

He curled his lips lightly without any trace, and immediately replied to the text message, "You go to bed first, I'll be back now."

After returning, he put away his cell phone and stood up.

Bo Yucheng glanced at him with a slanted look, "There is no idea of ​​committing suicide? I'll go home first without me."

Bai Jingchen narrowed his eyes and looked at him, "..."

He licked his back teeth with some anger and waved his hand with great hatred, "Get out quickly, don't let me see you again."

It's outrageous, it's just annoying... plastic love!

Bo Yucheng turned around without hesitation and drove directly to the direction of Shi's chaebol.

...

Shi Qinglan was already asleep and there was a light in the bedroom.

Bo Yucheng was worried that there was a little alcohol on his suit jacket, so he took it off and handed it to the servant. Then he walked into the bedroom and went to the bed to see his sleeping wife...

Shi Qinglan's sleeping face is peaceful, peaceful and beautiful.

She was still used to lying on her side, curling up like a squirrel. The warm light of the orange bedroom could see her pink lips and delicate facial features...

Bo Yucheng bent down and carefully helped her turn over.

Worried that she was pressing into the baby when she was sleeping, he often helped her correct her sleeping position, but unexpectedly woke her up.

"Um..." Shi Qinglan moaned.

She unconsciously reached out and held Bo Yucheng's big palm, muttering in her dream, "Acheng, you're back."

"Yeah." Bo Yucheng responded in a low voice.

He continued to try to help Shi Qinglan turn over, but the woman leaned over and hugged his arm and rubbed it.

Shi Qinglan was half dreaming and half awake, and sniffed twice...

The beautiful willow eyebrows frowned without a trace, and pushed him away with some disgust, "Well, it smells like wine."

"Smell of wine?" Bo Yucheng frowned tightly.

He also took off his suit jacket, just because he was worried that he would get rid of the wine, but he didn't expect that the shirt would still be there.

Bo Yucheng immediately smelled the smell on his body, but he really didn't smell anything, but since he was disliked by his wife, he still reached out to unbutton his shirt and threw it next to him.

Shi Qinglan raised her hand and rubbed her eyes. Because she noticed that her husband was back, she lifted her eyelids and looked at him...

As a result, I saw that Bo Yucheng was not wearing any inch of his upper body.

She woke up instantly, "What are you doing! Standing here without clothes and playing hooligan! You, you... I'm just seven weeks pregnant, I can't do that! I can't do that!"
Chapter completed!