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

Chapter 181

"Hello, is it Miss Shiyang?"

An unfamiliar male voice came from the other end of the phone, mixed with a faint sound of music.

Shi Yang's brows furrowed in confusion, but he still replied lightly: "I am, may I ask you?"

"This gentleman is drunk and doesn't seem to be feeling well, I see he seems to want to call you just now, see if you want to come and pick him up, our shop is closing."

Shi Yang: "..."

She subconsciously glanced at the mobile phone and determined that it was indeed Fu Jingchuan's phone that was being connected, not some scam call.

The word drunk does not match Fu Jingchuan at all.

The Fu Jingchuan she knew was strict and self-disciplined, not to mention drunk, he even drank to the point.

She couldn't imagine what a drunken Fu Jingchuan looked like.

"Ma'am?" Shiyang replied when he couldn't hear it on the other end of the phone, and called her politely.

Shi Yang returned to his senses: "What's wrong with him?"

"It seems that he is drinking high, not very comfortable, and is resting on the table, so he didn't respond." On the other end of the phone, his voice was anxious.

"You cut the video."

Shi Yang said, hanging up the phone.

The other party resent the video call.

Shi Yang connected, and saw Fu Jingchuan sitting at the dining table with one hand and resting with his eyes closed.

He frowned, looked very uncomfortable, was still wearing tonight's black suit, and there were a bunch of empty wine bottles on the table in front of him, obviously drinking a lot.

It's just that although the other person is drunk, he doesn't see the slightest embarrassment, and although his brows are locked, his face is still cold and calm, and he can't see that he is drunk at all.

The waiter holding the mobile phone reached out and nudged Fu Jingchuan's shoulder: "Sir?

Fu Jingchuan's face only wrinkled painfully, but he did not respond, as if he was trying to endure physical discomfort.

"You see, that's how he is." The waiter on the other end of the phone was worried, "I won't return him, and I don't know what the situation is."

Shi Yang subconsciously stood up: "Where is your store?" You send me the address.

She went out and took the key to the entrance, and said to him as she walked outside: "Help me keep an eye on his situation, and if anything is wrong, call an ambulance immediately."

"Okay."

After the other end of the phone finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Shi Yang stopped the car downstairs and took a taxi to the address sent by the waiter.

Along the way, my heart was anxious and ambivalent.

She called Ke Chen: "Vice President Ke, President Fu seems to be drunk, go over and take a look." "

Huh?"

Ke Chen's first reaction was also to look at the mobile phone to determine whether he had answered the wrong call.

"No. 8 Wenhui Road." Shi Yang gave him an address, "Go over and take a look."

Ke Chen: "Huh? Oh, good.

Shiyang hung up the phone.

When she arrived at the restaurant, Ke Chen had not yet arrived, and the waiter was already waiting for her at the door.

"You're Miss Shiyang, right?"

Seeing her hurriedly come in, the waiter politely stepped forward and asked.

Shi Yang nodded and glanced at the bar: "Where is my friend?" How is he now?

"Still resting."

The waiter said as he led Shiyang to the private room.

The box door was pushed open, and Shi Yang saw Fu Jingchuan at the dining table, still maintaining the half-reserved appearance of supporting Yixing's eyes with one hand in the video just now, his brows were still locked, but his face was better than just now.

The waiter looked at Shiyang apologetically: "Madam, let's see if you can pick him up first, we're leaving work."

Shi Yang glanced at him, nodded hesitantly, and then looked at Fu Jingchuan at the table.

Even now when he is drunk, he still sits tall and good-looking, without showing any depression.

"Fu Jingchuan."

Shi Yang called him softly.

Fu Jingchuan's tightly locked brows moved, but he did not open his eyes.

Shi Yang walked to the table, squatted down in front of him, looked at him, and called him softly: "Fu Jingchuan?

While shouting, he hesitated to reach out to push him, but before his fingertips touched his shoulders, Fu Jingchuan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her, his black eyes were deep and cold.

Shi Yang's hand reaching out to his shoulder paused, hesitating to take it back, Fu Jingchuan suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, staring at her black eyes with deep cold and frightening.

Shi Yang didn't know if he was drunk or sober.

She had never seen a drunk Fu Jingchuan.