The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 871 She feels distressed

Yan Bei curled his lips and said, "Tomorrow, you guys come to my house and I'll treat you to a good meal."

Yang Ming smiled and said, "Yan Bei, then I won't be polite."

Li Zihao also spoke up, "If he's not polite, then I won't be polite either."

"You two are welcome."

"Okay, then it's settled." Yan Bei said.

"..."

The three of them were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for a long time, drinking and chatting.

Talking about the past, the present and the future.

We all got drunk before we decided to leave.

Yan Bei finally called Yang Jian.

"Come, pick me up at the Night Bar."

Then the call was hung up.

Li Zihao and Yang Ming were also drunk.

Only Yan Bei was somewhat awake, but not completely.

He moved his body and said, "Are you two okay? How are you going to get back later?"

"Don't worry about us, as long as you can go back."

"No, I can't leave you two behind. Look, I've already called my assistant and will have him take you home later."

"..."

Yang Jian came over soon.

Walking up to Yan Bei, he asked, "Young Master Yan, how much have you drunk?"

Yan Bei raised his head and squinted his eyes and said, "Send them both home first."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

Yang Jian helped them into the car one by one.

Then, they sent Yang Ming and Li Zihao home first. This was all Yan Bei's order, and Yan Bei was the last one to be sent home.

Yang Jian drove to the Yan family villa.

When they were almost there, Yan Bei said, "Just send me to the door, I'll go in by myself. You should go back quickly. It's so late. Thank you for your hard work."

"Young Master Yan, what are you talking about? Isn't it my duty to serve you?"

Yan Bei didn't say anything.

Soon they arrived at the gate of the Yan family villa.

The car stopped.

Yan Bei opened the car door directly.

Yang Jian also quickly got out of the car and walked in front of him. Just as he was about to help him, Yan Bei said, "You go back. I can go in by myself."

Yang Jian asked doubtfully, "Young Master Yan, can you really do it yourself?"

"As long as I say yes."

"Okay then!" Yang Jian saw that Yan Bei was determined to walk home by himself. He felt that it would only take a few steps to get home, so he didn't see Yan Bei off.

He watched Yan Bei stagger into the house.

Only then did Yang Jian leave with peace of mind.

at the same time.

Shen Qing was still sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for Yan Bei. Both children had already fallen asleep.

There was only one spotlight left in the living room, the dim light just enough to outline the contours of the furniture.

Shen Qing rubbed her swollen temples and was about to go to the kitchen to get a glass of water to relax her nerves that had been tense all day when she suddenly heard the sound of a key turning in the entrance.

She paused. It was so late, who else could it be except Yan Bei?

The door opened, and a strong aroma of high-end cologne and alcohol instantly rushed in, dispelling the original tranquility in the living room. A tall figure stumbled, carrying the smell of alcohol and the coldness of the night, and bumped into Shen Qing's sight.

He usually looks like a meticulous and powerful boss, but at this moment, everything has collapsed.

An expensive custom-made suit jacket was casually draped over his arm, his tie hung crookedly and loosely around his neck. His usually neatly combed hair was a little messy, with a few strands of hair hanging down, covering his deep but now out-of-focus eyes.

"Are you back?" Shen Qing's voice was very soft, with a barely perceptible hint of helplessness as she walked towards him.

Yan Bei seemed to have spent a lot of effort to focus on her face. His eyes, which were usually as sharp as a hawk, were now covered with a layer of mist and looked a little hazy.

He didn't answer, just stared at her steadily. Then, without warning, his tall body pressed towards her, his hot breath spraying on her neck, carrying the scorching smell of alcohol.

"Qingqing..." He called her name vaguely, his voice low and hoarse, completely different from the usual calm and composed Mr. Lu who gave orders.

He buried his head in her neck and shoulders like a child seeking comfort, with most of the weight of his heavy body resting on her with an undeniable dependence.

Shen Qing staggered after being bumped by him, and quickly reached out to hold his strong waist, scolding him: "Drank so much?" But there was no blame in her tone, more of heartache and resignation.

She also knew that Yan Bei worked very hard all day.

It's okay to relax occasionally, but she blamed Yan Bei because she was worried.

Yan Bei reported to her what he was going to do, and she also told him to drink less over the phone, but she didn't expect him to drink so much.

Yan Bei nodded. "I haven't seen them for a long time. I'm very happy today. It reminded me of how we played when we were kids."

The warm aroma of alcohol mixed with his unique scent enveloped Shen Qing. She could clearly feel the rise and fall of his chest, and the vulnerability and dependence that he usually kept deep in his heart, which was conveyed through the alcohol.

After coaxing the younger one to sleep, the older one came. Shen Qing sighed, but resigned herself to her fate and reached out, gently patting his back, just as she had soothed the two little babies, and said softly, "Okay, I get it. Come in first, don't catch a cold."

She supported Yan Bei, who was barely able to stand, and trudged step by step towards the living room. Under the dim light, her petite figure supported his tall frame, and the scene was strangely warm.

Shen Qing said gently, "Let me help you back to your room!"

She supported Yan Bei and stumbled back to the room.

Put Yan Bei on the bed.

Then I helped him take off his shoes and coat.

Then Shen Qing walked into the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water and wiped Yan Bei's face, hands and feet.

Then covered with quilt.

She sat aside and looked at Shen Qing. Tonight, for Shen Qing, the task of coaxing her to sleep was obviously not over yet.

At this time, Yan Bei opened his eyes and was partially awake.

Looking at Shen Qing.

"Honey, thank you for your hard work."

Shen Qing curled her lips and said, "It's not hard. Don't drink so much next time. It's not good for your health."

"I understand. I won't make you worry anymore." Yan Bei said.

"Okay, then you should rest early!"

"Wife, please stay with me."

Shen Qing paused, then got on the bed.

Turned off the lamp on the bedside table.

As soon as she lay down, Yan Bei hugged her.

"I love you my wife."

"Why are you suddenly saying something so cheesy?"

"I can say it whenever I want, but this is what I really mean."

Shen Qing curled her lips and said, "Go to sleep quickly! I'll accompany you. You must feel uncomfortable after drinking so much."

"Okay! I'll go to sleep then."

"Go to sleep!"

Yan Bei closed his eyes, but still held Shen Qing tightly in his arms.