Reborn As Lucky Star

Is it drunken talk?

Yue Qingqing blinked, looking at Jiang Jingze, who indeed seemed quite drunk, but she couldn't quite figure it out.

But if her memory was correct, in her past life, she didn't know anyone named Jiang Jingze.

He was probably really drunk.

After the meal, both of them were quite tipsy.

Lin Chunju asked the third child to take Yushan to the bedroom to rest, and Yue Qingqing and Yue Xiaohu started cleaning up on their own.

"I'll do it, you finally came home, go watch TV in the living room."

Zhang Ying held her daughter's hand.

Yue Qingqing laughed and said, "I'm not a guest, why be so polite? If I come home, I definitely have to do some work."

Lin Jianping quietly spoke to his sister.

"How did you raise your kids? Each one is more understanding and capable."

"Of course." Lin Chunju was also full of pride.

After tidying up, Zhang Ying and Yue Qingqing helped the two men apart.

They poured two glasses of milk with some honey.

To sober up a bit.

Jiang Jingze, being young, has a fast metabolism.

Gradually, his body recovered, but he still looked a bit dazed.

The blush hadn't quite faded from his face, and he sat upright on the sofa, looking as well-behaved as could be.

Yue Qingqing secretly asked him, "Do you remember what you said at the table just now? Something about looking for me for two lifetimes?"

Jiang Jingze's reaction was a bit slow, and he turned around with a soft "Huh?"

Yue Qingqing wanted to laugh, seeing that she couldn't get anything out of him now, she thought about bringing it up again tomorrow.

"Don't just sit there, lean back on the sofa and rest for a bit."

"Oh." Jiang Jingze obediently lay down.

His amber eyes looked adorably silly, with long eyelashes drooping down, making one think of a clumsy puppy just a month old.

Where was the trace of a shrewd CEO?

Yue Qingqing deliberately poked at his cheek with her fingertip.

Normally, he would have already grabbed her hand and kissed the palm, but the drunk Jiang Jingze was surprisingly compliant.

He stayed still, letting Yue Qingqing play around.

Yue Qingqing found it irresistibly charming, and she wickedly pondered whether she should get this man drunk more often in the future.

He was just too cute, too easily inciting wicked thoughts in others.

If Yue Jiandong were sober enough to see this scene now, one wonders if he might change his view of Jiang Jingze, shedding a tear of sympathy for him.

Zhang Ying pretended not to see her daughter's mischief, handing a warm towel to Yue Jiandong to wipe his face.

Still, she reminded her softly.

"Take good care of Jingze."

Yue Qingqing agreed, continuing to mischievously poke his cheek.

His skin was smooth and tender, unlike the rough skin of many men.

The touch felt exceptionally good.

After playing for a while, she went to wring a towel to wipe her own man's face.

Zhang Ying shook her head with a smile.

Everyone behaves differently in front of their loved ones.

There's often quite a contrast.

It's a little sweetness only lovers can see.

While thinking this, she suddenly felt a vibration.

Before Zhang Ying could react, Yue Jiandong suddenly woke up.

Habitually, he reached into his pocket for his phone.

Sure enough, someone was calling.

It's hard to say how long he'd been practicing this reflex, but Yue Jiandong's voice was surprisingly clear when he answered.

"What's up?"

The other side spoke for a while, sounding a bit anxious.

Even though Yue Jiandong's mind felt like it was filled with mush, he rarely retained a bit of clarity at times like this.

"Okay, I'll go over now."

After hanging up, Yue Jiandong rubbed his eyes.

"Wife, the finance department said there's a small issue. We have to double-check the end-of-year accounts. I'll go take a look."

"Alright." Zhang Ying wiped his face again. "Do you want me to come with you?"

"No need, we finally have a holiday. Just have a good rest at home."

Yue Jiandong got up and tentatively took a couple of steps, surprisingly managing to stand steadily.

"Xiaoliu is waiting downstairs anyway. You can sleep a bit while he drives, but if you lie down, do it on your side. Otherwise, if you vomit from the alcohol, you might choke."

Yue Jiandong, noticing that Jiang Jingze seemed unresponsive with his eyes half-closed, secretly held his wife's hand.

"It's okay, just wait for me at home. I'll be back soon."

Yue Qingqing came over with a warm towel and couldn't help but smile when she saw this.

Yue Jiandong slurred, "Wh-what are you smiling at? Just because you young ones are in love doesn't mean your mom and I can't be affectionate."

Zhang Ying, a bit bashful and annoyed, gave him a light slap, "You just know how to spout nonsense in front of the kids!"

Yue Qingqing, however, stared at Yue Jiandong, "Dad, there's something on your shoulder."