Chapter 802 Dad’s Favor 7

You can only say this to him. If you say it to Rouge, I'm afraid she will cry.

The fourth child has always been a responsible person. To be honest, if you leave Yao'er to him, you will feel more at ease compared to outsiders.

He picked up two bottles of wine from the table and handed him one: "Drink one."

Of course Xiao Jinhan would not refuse at this time, so he took the wine and clinked glasses with him.

The two drank an entire bottle of wine in one breath.

After drinking, Fu Jiang put down the bottle, shook his somewhat groggy head, looked at him, squinted his eyes slightly, and whispered: "I'm old, I'm really old, I'm not as good as before."

As he spoke, he leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Xiao Jinhan looked at the empty bottles on the table here, and he also felt a little drunk.

He stood up, took off his suit jacket, covered him, and picked up all the empty wine bottles in front of him to prevent him from accidentally stepping on them and falling when he woke up.

After putting everything on the table, he stood up.

There seemed to be thousands of emotions in his deep eyes, and finally they converged into the blue sky like stars, with a hint of respect: "Dad, thank you."

After saying this, he turned around and left, closing the study door for him.

When he walked outside the door, the stamina of the wine came back, and he felt that his vision was a little blurry. He held his hand on the wall to steady himself, and did not leave in a hurry.

Tang Yaoyao and Qiao Yanzhi went upstairs and saw him.

Qiao Rouge hurriedly walked over and frowned, feeling a little distressed: "I asked the kitchen to cook hangover soup. You go back to your room and rest first."

"Well, thank you, Mom."

Qiao Rouge was slightly startled when she heard his thanks. How deeply did this child put Yao'er in his heart to show such a gentle side after being drunk.

Her eyes were a little moist, and she sincerely wished them well.

At this time, Qin Song came over and supported him.

Qiao Yanzhi lowered his head and looked at his daughter: "Yao'er."

"Um."

Qiao Rouge said: "Go over and see him and take care of him."

"good."

After that, Qiao Rouge opened the study door.

Inside the room, a strong smell of alcohol filled her nose. She looked at Fu Jiang, who was half-reclining on the sofa with his eyes closed, and quickly walked over and sat down next to him.

Lowering his head, he saw his slender hand moving slightly, but his eyes were always closed.

Qiao Rouge was a little bit dumbfounded, but she was also unspeakably moved in her heart, so she patted his shoulder gently: "Okay, stop acting, the children have left."

Fu Jiang: "..."

He moved, and indeed opened his eyes. There was no hint of drowsiness in those sleepy eyes, not even the slightest trace of confusion.

His deep eyes did not look like he was drunk at all.

He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms somewhat domineeringly: "How do you know I'm pretending to be drunk?"

There was a hint of smile in Qiao Yanzhi's charming fox eyes: "I don't think the volume of this empty wine bottle can knock you down, the drunkard who claims to be able to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk."

Fu Jiang held her shoulders, rubbed his thumb gently, and whispered: "Then you can't really stay drunk all the time."

"Isn't it just what you want?"

Fu Jiang looked back at her: "I think our girl is very fond of the fourth child, and he sincerely treats her. If I keep being a person who beats mandarin ducks, no one may be willing to support me until I die."

Of course Qiao Rouge understood him: "For Yao'er's happiness, you can only pretend to be drunk and let the fourth child win, and also win the only daughter."