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Chapter 1270 Mrs. She's Not Quite Right

In the middle of the night, Xiao Wu heard the sound of wine bottles rolling down the stairs, he suddenly got up from the sofa and ran to look, even too busy to put on his shoes.

"Master..." At the top of the stairs, Situ Lang was already very drunk, and now he was looking crooked, did he want to pick up the wine bottle?
"Wine...my wine..." Situ Lang swayed and thin, he was originally a refreshing and fashionable prince.Now... tsk!It was simply unsightly, the unkempt hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and the shirt was also wrinkled, as if it hadn't been washed for a few days.

Xiao Wu was so shocked that he was speechless for a long time, the honor of the young master is rare in a hundred years!

Drunk, his footsteps were also swaying. Seeing that he stepped on the empty stairs and was about to fall, Xiao Wu rushed up and held him steadily, but also hugged his waist. He almost lost his inertia. When he fell headfirst, Xiao Wu was clever and grabbed his leg to avoid his surprise. When he carried him to the sofa and sat down, he was already sweating profusely.

"Wine...Give me wine..." Situ Lang closed his eyes, but he was still reciting the wine. It seemed that he had had enough trouble and was so tired that he was about to fall asleep.

Finally, he heard snoring from the sofa.

Only then did he feel relieved, Xiao Wu wanted to call his wife, but it was late at night, and he couldn't disturb the people.

Endure it!

Xiao Wu would come to guard his young master at night, because he always drank and drank himself unconscious. If this continues, accidents will happen.And he has never seen the young master get drunk before, the young master who is not drunk after a thousand cups is drunk, how bad is he in this mood!But can it be bad?The young master is now struggling with the issue of love or not.The question of giving up versus pursuing bravely.

In fact, as far as he is concerned, the young master doesn't have to worry about it anymore, let's give up the people and things in the past that should be given up.If you don't learn to forget, it's unfair to the people around you.Just like now, young master, he can't forget Miss Luo Luo, but Miss Luo Luo is already famous and happy now.She didn't want the young master's love in the past, and it's even more impossible to want it now.Master's unrequited love, in fact, it's better to learn to forget, so that you can accept your wife, and the two of you can live happily ever after, why do you make it like it is now.

Home is not home.

Finally, the next day, the young master hadn't woken up yet. Looking at the time, it was past 9 o'clock in the morning. My wife must have woken up by this time.

Xiao Wu hurriedly made a phone call.

No one answered the phone for a long time, Xiao Wu burst into tears, madam, it's me, answer the phone quickly!

Finally, the phone was answered amidst his prayers, but it was not the wife.

When Situ Lang woke up, he felt a headache. Xiao Wu hurriedly brought him hangover soup. He still had something to tell the young master.

Putting the cup on the coffee table, he wiped the corner of his mouth with his thumb, looked up at Xiao Wu, "What's the matter?".

Xiao Wu froze for a moment, and spoke a little unnaturally.

"Master, I..." opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to continue.

"Speak up if you have something to say." This hesitant appearance is annoying to watch.

"Master, my wife..." Hearing Xiaowu mention Jian Shuxue, Situ Lang's body tightened for no reason, and after a pause, he slowly relaxed.

"Say……"

"Ma'am, she's not quite right." Even he was digesting the news. What is not quite right? But it just feels like it's not a good thing.

Huh, Situ Lang stood up suddenly, grabbed Xiao Wu's front, as if he was going to beat someone up.

(End of this chapter)