Chapter 75: : She is the antidote (4)

Zuo Hancheng patted her on the back. When he got up, he took the trousers by the bed, Anhao turned his head and turned his back to him in fright, but heard his gentle and gentle voice saying behind him: "That's Wailsa. , Is the granddaughter of a Chinese elder I respect in Los Angeles."
An Hao blinked, but didn't care much about whether there was any ambiguous relationship between this woman called Wailsa and him.
She only confirmed one thing, that is, that woman is not the Rong Xue that Yi Zeyang said.
Zuo Hancheng picked up the water cup on the table and the anti-alcohol medicine she bought, took the medicine down, and after drinking two sips of water, she turned around and saw that she was hanging her eyes and wondering what she was thinking about again.
His handsome eyebrows moved slightly: "After she went to the Maldives for vacation alone, she came directly to China to help her grandfather inspect the domestic industry resources. I just picked her up at the airport that day and sent her to the hotel by the way."
Anhao remembered that Wailsa deliberately leaned to Zuo Hancheng's side when she went to take a photo with the reporter that day, and she was still wearing his coat.
She curled her lips: "I clearly remember that she was wearing your coat."
Zuo Hancheng put down the water glass and smiled deep, looking back at her: "Fly from Maldives directly to City A. Before boarding the plane, it was the summer weather, but it was already late autumn in City A when I got off the plane. She was wearing a long skirt. , I didn’t prepare a jacket in the suitcase, and I was shivering coldly when I got off the car. Do you think I should ignore it? Or should I give her the jacket?"
An Hao whitened him: "Anyway, if a man lends his coat to other women casually, it means that this man is unreliable, and he has a big carrot. Don't wash yourself white!"
Without explaining, Zuo Hancheng took a sip of the porridge she bought and asked, "Have you eaten outside?"
"Well, when I bought breakfast at McDonald's, I had a bowl there first by the way." An answered.
After eating a few mouthfuls of porridge, he glanced at the time. It seemed that because today was the weekend, he was not so busy and he was not so eager to go back to the company.
And he seems to be prepared to talk with her about life and the great truths in a rare and leisurely way today.
Just as Anhao quietly rubbed her still sore hands, Zuo Hancheng watched her movements, his eyes were a little dark, and his clear voice slowly said:
"In Western countries, the gentleman's behavior of men is a highly respected culture. For example, kissing on certain occasions by men and women who have only one side is only a kind of etiquette, and sticking their faces is only polite. For unmarried men and women, things are pure care and demeanor."
"Of course, although it is innocuous, but if my little wife thinks this is inappropriate and will be jealous for it, let them freeze in the future."
Anhao was startled slightly, raised his head, and hurriedly explained: "I'm just joking, I don't mind!"
Zuo Hancheng turned his head to look at her, his eyes were a little unclear, and An Hao didn't see clearly.
The sunlight outside the window shone from his side, making his silhouette look more handsome.
"It's not often that female angry youths say that when a woman is joking, more than 70% of a joke is sincere. It is just a joke to modify the embarrassment afterwards."
He spoke slowly, and there seemed to be a slight smile in his voice: "Even if you Gu Anhao is only 10% sincere, as your husband, I should consider your feelings."
What he said is so reasonable, she was speechless!
An Hao felt this kind of speechless in his heart at this time, but he didn't know how to explain it.
sincere?
how is this possible!
She doesn't love him, it's impossible for her to warn him not to borrow other women's coats in such a tender way, but...
How come this sounds so comfortable!
Could it be that she was comfortable with serving this master with her hands last night, so she wanted to make her happy because of her sexual anger?
If this is the case, her sore hands are worth it.
When I was immersed in my consciousness, I suddenly heard Zuo Hancheng’s voice from the direction of the bathroom door: "Also, Gu Anhao, don’t want to call another woman to help me solve it. Your husband is not A beast that a woman touches, unless you really want me to have a one-night love with a woman every night."
His words immediately stirred Anhao's heart.
But she couldn't ask.
Obviously, when he first got married, he just helped himself. After that, the two of them remained in peace and did not exceed the limit. Moreover, Zuo Hancheng clearly regarded her as a child who needs discipline, no What?
As a result, he knew exactly what kind of calculation time he would encounter yesterday, so he wanted to take her with him.
Did he really plan to just sit down with her as a husband and wife when he wiped his guns and went into trouble?
In the end, he actually said that he didn't have any messy women outside, and he even cleans himself so much that he would rather let her help him with her hands instead of enjoying with the kind of woman she found...
She was thinking, but Zuo Hancheng had already entered the bathroom.
Hearing the sound of water coming from the bathroom, An Hao thought about it, and suddenly took out the marriage certificate she used as a killer last night from her bag.
After watching it for a while, I suddenly realized that the man Zuo Hancheng's shrewd calculation of all events was really terrifying.
The three heavyweights in the business world, Dong Han, Dong Xu, and Chairman Lin, are all over forty years old. The combined ages of the three are almost 150 years old. As a result, these three The old fritters was actually tricked by Zuo Hancheng, not only didn't get any benefit, but finally he couldn't speak for a long time in amazement.
Thinking about the scene last night, Anhao suddenly narrowed his eyes.
Zuo Hancheng is indeed drunk, but is he drunk? Are you really drunk?
...
The sound of water in the bathroom ceased. Not long after, Zuo Hancheng opened the door in a light gray bathrobe, but he saw Gu Anhao standing at the door of the bathroom with a puzzled expression on his face, with an expression ready to ask questions.
His lips bend slightly: "What's the matter?"
"Are you drunk last night?" Anhao asked unwillingly.
Zuo Hancheng didn't answer, he just walked out of the bathroom with a chuckle, raised the towel in his hand and tried his short black hair while walking to the window with his back facing her.
The curtains were opened slightly, and there was snow again outside the French windows, but the room was warm as spring.
An Hao read the answer from his silence, regretting his simplicity last night, and desperately trying to cut him off.
At this moment, Zuo Hancheng said, "Do you think I am a saint? So many kinds of alcohol are mixed together, even if the amount of alcohol is good, it is impossible to not be drunk, but you are on the verge of being half drunk. How can I control the scene when I am unconscious?"