Chapter 917 (1/2)

My Dear Mr Mo 鸿雁高飞 25320K 2022-07-20

I thought Mo Yunqian had sobered up, but I didn't expect that after he finished this sentence, he fell asleep again.

I frowned and looked at him. Ma Dong, on one side, said: ”I guess you have quarreled. Recently, Mr. Mo's temper is very bad. The whole top and bottom of the cloud seem to be covered by a layer of dark clouds, because general manager Mo will rectify people every day.”

I pursed my lips tightly without explaining it.

”Help me get him to the car.” I said a little.

Soon, Ma Dong helped me and helped Mo Yunqian from the club to the car outside.

After setting up Mo Yunqian, I looked at Ma Dong and asked, ”how are you doing? Shall I drop you off? ”

Ma Dong waved his hand and said, ”no, I've called for the driver. You'd better send Mr. Mo back.”

Although Mo Yunqian moved out to live, I don't know where he moved. Moreover, he is drunk and needs to be cared for. I drove the car home almost without hesitation.

He was lying in the back row, and I was driving in front of him. On the road, Mo Yunqian would occasionally talk nonsense.

”Wei Ran, don't leave me, OK?”

”Wei Ran, I really changed.”

……

As I drove, I watched him carefully in the back of the car. I was worried that if he didn't pay attention, he would fall off the seat.

But when I heard that he was drunk and unconscious, his mouth was talking about me, and my heart was pulling hard again.

After the car arrived at home, I helped Mo Yunqian to go home. He was very drunk and almost all his body weight was on me. I even worried that if I was not careful, he might fall to the ground.

At home, I helped him to the sofa. He opened his eyes a little uncomfortable and saw me. He said with a smile: ”Wei Ran, have you forgiven me?”

He had just finished asking this sentence, then covered his mouth and ran to the bathroom downstairs.

He went to the bathroom, holding the toilet began to spit, I worried to go to the kitchen, poured a glass of water and rushed to the bathroom.

He vomited very embarrassed, also let my heart pull up ache.

When he finished vomiting, I gave him the water: ”gargle.”

But I'm afraid that if the glass reaches his hand, I'm afraid it will have to be sprinkled.

Thinking of this, I sighed helplessly, supported him, and fed him to drink. I hastily said, ”don't swallow it, gargle and spit out quickly.”

But what I said was completely useless, because he really had swallowed it.

Seeing him like this, I was really angry and funny.

Helpless, I helped him to go outside.

Mo Yunqian's whole weight was on me. I could smell his whole body's alcohol smell, and I felt a little strange: ”drink when you drink. Why do you get drunk like this? You don't know how to take care of yourself when you are such a big man.”

Maybe he heard my voice, Mo Yunqian raised his eyelids slightly and looked at me. Seeing that it was me, he said with satisfaction: ”you don't know. Although I'm old, today, some women still want to take advantage of me in the club.”