After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 182

His dark and cold eyes made her heart bristle, and the clasped hand froze in midair, forgetting to struggle.

Fu Jingchuan's hand holding her wrist pulled hard, and she was pulled to fall towards him, but she was held by him when she was about to fall into his arms.

He looked into her eyes: "Shiyang? There

was some uncertainty in the husky voice.

"Well, it's me." Shi Yang spoke softly.

Fu Jingchuan's eyes paused, and he looked into her eyes again: "Why are you coming?"

He asked, his deep voice hoarse stained with alcohol, and his dark eyes misty with clarity.

Shi Yang couldn't tell if he was drunk or sober.

"The waiter called my phone." Shi Yang said softly, "Even if it's just a stranger, I have to call the police to find the police to help, so I can save trouble."

"Why don't you just ask them to go to the police?" Fu Jingchuan asked.

Shi Yang was asked.

Seeing that he was pushed at the table and did not respond, she did not expect to let them find the police, but instinctively wanted to come over to see what was going on.

"Shiyang." Fu Jingchuan stared at her calmly, "I'm going to give up on you too, don't give me hope."

"Good." Shi Yang replied to him softly, "I have already informed Ke Chen, he should be there soon."

After saying that, she tried to pump her wrist and wanted to get up, but she didn't twitch.

Fu Jingchuan was looking at her coldly, his eyes were fierce, and he even added some strength to her wrist.

Shi Yang didn't argue with him, but just asked him softly: "Fu Jingchuan, are you drunk?"

"Drunk." He said, suddenly and very crisply spreading her hand, "You go." "

Hmm."

Shi Yang nodded lightly, turned around and was about to leave.

Behind him came the muffled sound of the body hitting the table, and the "thunderbolt" sound of the bottle being knocked down was obviously not light.

Shi Yang subconsciously turned back.

Fu Jingchuan was struggling to stand up on the table, his brows locked, obviously he was not lightly drunk, and his body was not very energetic.

His drunkenness was not reflected intellectually, but physically.

Shi Yang's hand hanging at his side moved, trying to help him, but stopped.

"You... Are you okay? She couldn't help it, worried to ask him.

Fu Jingchuan waved his hand at her and stopped her.

The other hand rubbed his eyebrows, forced himself to stand up, and walked towards the door.

His steps were a little unsteady, and the rich smell of alcohol came overwhelmingly with the movement of his getting up.

Fu Jingchuan obviously smelled it too, and frowned in disgust.

Shi Yang stood in place without moving, watching him approach unsteadily, and when he was about to pass by, Fu Jingchuan's footsteps stopped.

"Shiyang." He whispered beside her, "This is the first time in my life that I have been drunk." "

Buy drunk... What's it like?

For a long time, Shi Yang heard his hoarse voice sound in the small box.

"It's the same as when you are awake, it's not comfortable." Fu Jingchuan said, "I probably won't do such a stupid thing again in my life." "

Very good." Shi Yang said softly, "Alcohol is not a good thing either. "

Hmm." Fu Jingchuan responded lightly, "You are all trying to find a way to match me and Shangguan Linlin, right?"

Shi Yang did not speak.

Fu Jingchuan did not speak again.

He walked towards the door, his body still accidentally swayed, looking like he was about to fall, Shi Yang instinctively reached out and supported him.

Fu Jingchuan pulled away the hand she was holding on her arm, did not look at her, and stumbled towards the door.

This scene just fell in the eyes of Ke Chen, who arrived in a hurry.

He was stunned and subconsciously looked at Shiyang.

Shi Yang lowered his head, pursed his lips slightly, and did not look at Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan's cold face was calm and expressionless.

"President Fu." Ke Chen hesitated and called Fu Jingchuan, and looked at Shi Yang worriedly.

Fu Jingchuan raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"You send Miss Shi back."

He said that when the sound fell, the car keys in his hand had been thrown to Ke Chen, and his movements were not as sharp as before.

Ke Chen raised his hand to take it and nodded hesitantly: "I'll call you a substitute driver."

Fu Jingchuan did not answer, and the person had already walked out.