- Lin Cheng took a breath and didn't answer Lin's mother's words, but said to Father Lin, "Dad, come and help me. Brother Zhong is dead."
- When Mother Lin heard this, she immediately stepped forward to support Lin Zhen from the other side, and began to say, "Really, why are you drinking so much wine? I don't know how drinking hurts your body. It's getting more and more uneasy."
- Father Lin quickly stepped forward, "I'll come, you go and cook some sober-up soup for him."
- "Look at the smell of his body, change his clothes later and let him sleep." Mother Lin explained and immediately went to the kitchen.
- There were no servants in the Lin family, and Yang's mother only specialized in cooking for the Lin family. They were only responsible for three meals a day, and they were paid a monthly salary. They came to work here on time every day, and they didn't live in the Lin family.
- However, Mother Lin can also cook. Although her cooking skills are not very good, she can be counted as a hall and a kitchen.
- The father and son helped Lin Zhen back to the room. Lin Cheng casually took out a set of pajamas from the closet, and then the two of them stripped Lin Zhen naked and put on pajamas.
- After changing Lin Zhen's pajamas, Lin Cheng sighed with great relief, "Huh... I'm exhausted, Dad, wipe my face and hands for me, I'll go back to the room first."
- After speaking, he turned around and went out.
- Father Lin didn't say anything. He went to the bathroom and brought hot water out to wipe Lin Zhen's face and hands.
- At breakfast the next morning, Lin Cheng asked Lin Zhen, "Brother, do you remember what happened last night?"
- Lin Zhen looked dazed. "What happened? What happened last night?"
- He was so drunk last night that he really didn't know what happened. He was still woken up by thirst in the morning, and his head still hurts.
- Lin Cheng calmly took a sip of soy milk and said, "You vomited Yan Mohan last night."
- Lin Zhen, who just ate a mouthful of shredded chicken porridge: "..."
- Almost choked.
- Father Lin frowned slightly and glared at Lin Cheng, "Eat breakfast first."
- Well, at this time, this topic does affect appetite.
- Lin Cheng winked at Lin Zhen and said no more.
- After breakfast, Lin Zhen was going to the company. Lin Cheng had nothing to do for the time being. He hadn't started interviewing for the role in the new script yet. Although he had settled on it internally, Gu Bo was not ready and could not start filming so soon.
- Mother Lin made an appointment with a friend to do beauty today. After breakfast, she took Father Lin's car out.
- Lin Cheng thought it was okay, so she just went to see Mr. Lin and Grandma Lin.
- So he asked Lin Zhen to send it over again, and in the car, Lin Zhen asked about what happened last night, "Orange Orange, did I really vomit all over Yan Mohan last night?"
- He didn't have any impression at all. By the way, how could he spit Yan Mohan all over?
- "Yeah, I was kind enough to send you to the bathroom, but as soon as you got to the door of the bathroom, you vomited all over me. Yan Mohan's face turned black at that time, but I heard that he has a serious cleanliness addiction." Thinking of Yan Mohan's face last night, Lin Cheng wanted to laugh.
- Yan Mohan probably had the heart to strangle Lin Zhen to death at that time, hehe...
- Lin Zhen frowned, "Why is he taking me to the bathroom?"
- He clearly remembered that Lin Cheng was holding him up?
- "Oh, I went to the bathroom first. When I came out, Yan Mohan just helped you in." Lin Cheng explained.
- Lin Zhen thought for a while and said, "Forget it, leave him alone."
- Anyway, he didn't know Yan Mohan well, and he was drunk last night, so he didn't do it on purpose, so he didn't care. At most, if he met him in the future, if the other party mentioned it, he would apologize to his face. If the other party didn't mention it, then he As if he didn't know anything.
- After all, if he really wanted to apologize to Yan Mohan for this kind of thing, it would be embarrassing, and it would not be necessary. After all, he was drunk, so Yan Mohan was presumably not that calculating.