My magic stick is going to heaven!

Chapter 262 Xi Jin Tears

Xi Jin silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his dry throat hurt from pulling. Although he knew that this woman was not simple, he never expected that it would be so difficult.

Shang Yanzhou poured himself a cup of tea on the tea table with his usual expression, and then drank it in one gulp, with a hint of resentment.

"Tell me, what's going on? The house burned down?"

Shang Yanzhou said with a sullen face, "Yes."

"Then this one, uh... the girl let it go? So you got into a fight with him?"

Shang Yanzhou's face became even more serious: "Yes."

"Then you have no place to live now?"

This time, Shang Yanzhou's face darkened immediately, and he put down the teacup without even making a sound, but there was no ups and downs in the words he said:

"In the past two days, I'm afraid I will live with you for a while."

Xi Jin shook his head indifferently, and said, "Why don't you go back to the Shang mansion."

"No, let's live with you first. I'll have someone find a new residence tomorrow."

Xi Jin nodded to show his understanding, and then resigned himself to going upstairs to furnish the room for them. The guest room has been empty for a long time, and it might be full of dust.

After tossing and tossing for most of the night, Xi Jin was finally able to lie on the bed and fell asleep exhausted.

As for Wen Changlang, after being cleaned, he was allowed to sit on the big white bed.

After a noisy night, Wen Changlang fell into a deep sleep not long after lying down, but Shang Yanzhou kept his eyes open until dawn.

Then as soon as the sky dawned, he changed into the clothes that Xi Jin had prepared last night, and went to deal with the rest.

After finishing the matter on the West Street, Shang Yanzhou was busy with the reporters, and then asked people to move out all the things in the unburned room for safekeeping.

Finally, there was time for people to find a place to live.

When he was free to have a sip of tea, Mr. Shang's call came.

Shang Yanzhou answered casually, hung up the phone, and then went to see the house without stopping.

On the other hand, in Wen Changlang, at Xi Jin's house, after a night's sleep, he stayed at ease and was very comfortable.

Lian Yi and Lian Yi dug out all the red wine stored in Xi Jin's wine cellar, and then drank the red wine as water while eating snacks.

After a few rounds, the red wine that Xi Jin had treasured for more than ten years and was reluctant to drink all entered the mouths of these two people.

In the evening, Xi Jin and Shang Yanzhou came back together. When they opened the door, they almost tripped over a wine bottle. Seeing the messy wine bottles, Shang Yanzhou's face twitched slightly, and then his eyes Quietly bypassing those wine bottles, walked gracefully.

But Xi Jin knelt down and hugged the empty bottles with heartache, and scolded the two on the sofa angrily:

"You! Actually!"

Xi Jin talked for a long time without saying a word, then stood up and walked quickly to his wine cellar. After a while, Xi Jin's cry came from the wine cellar:

"My red wine! You two bloody bandits!"

Wen Changlang and Lian Yi were so drunk that they heard someone yelling in a daze, so they all raised the empty bottles and said boldly:

"Brother, let's have a drink!"

"If you don't get drunk tonight, you won't go home, my lord!"

Shang Yanzhou felt a headache, intermittently, and his heart was blocked, and he couldn't bear to look directly at the drunken state of those two people. Shang Yanzhou chose to bypass them and went upstairs by himself. He didn't even eat dinner and just listened to the living room. The few people there howled all night.

The sound of crying, laughing and tearing lasted the whole night.