For a moment, Qi An's eyes didn't know where to look. Her thin face was quickly filled with blood. She was afraid that she would see something she shouldn't see. She stood there helplessly and could only stare at the bedroom behind him. Her throat was a little dry.

"I'm sorry, I, I'll come..."

There was no light in the bedroom, so the dim light from the corridor spread to the floor, and the disheveled quilt on the bed could be vaguely seen.

His body was strong and condescending, and the aura on his body was too strong, filling every inch of his breath, with a hint of drunkenness, which made Qi An dare not breathe, and explained in a panic. As a result, her mind went blank for a moment, and she even forgot what she wanted to say.

.

Pei Xuyan stared at Qi'an.

"Bang——" sound!

The door was slammed shut.

Qi'an stood outside the door, facing a closed door, her face hot.

Half a minute later.

The door opened again.

Pei Xuyan had a sullen face and a bad expression. He wore a black sweatshirt on his upper body, and there were wrinkles left by roughness at the hem.

Qi An breathed a sigh of relief and finally dared to look at him.

He didn't say anything and just walked downstairs. He stopped in front of the refrigerator and asked without raising his head: "Soda or milk?"

Qi'an subconsciously followed him step by step, her little fingers nervously intertwined: "Anything is fine..."

Pei Xuyan's hand passed over the soda, paused for a moment, took a bottle of pure milk, and turned to look at her.

The girl stood in front of him with a blank look on her face. She was wearing thin and pure clothes. She looked extremely well-behaved. She looked just as confused as when he opened the door.

Pei Xuyan exhaled, roughly thrust the pure milk into her hand, got a can of Coke for himself, and easily opened the can with three fingers.

With a "click" sound, the soda water filled the quiet living room with cool air.

He raised his head and drank quickly, his Adam's apple rolling up and down as he swallowed. He finally woke up three minutes from the hangover. His head still hurt. His eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his eyelids. His peach blossom eyes were decadent and seductive. He leaned sideways.

He opened the refrigerator door, raised his eyelids and looked at her, and slowly uttered a sentence.

"Why are you here?"

"you do not know?!"

Qi'an looked at him with wide eyes, her tone was almost unbelievable, and the anger that had dissipated at first surged a little bit due to Pei Xuyan's irresponsible attitude.

"What do I know?" Pei Xuyan was even more confused. He raised his hand and pressed his swollen temples. There was barely suppressed restlessness between his brows and eyes, and his voice was a little sleepy.

Last night, Pei Xuyan played with more than a dozen friends in K Hall until past twelve o'clock, and then got a booth at the bar. The game ended at five o'clock in the morning, and he woke up now.

He was very angry when he woke up. He didn't fall asleep until two or three o'clock in the afternoon due to insomnia. As a result, he didn't sleep for a few hours and was woken up again with a hangover. His anger skyrocketed. If it were someone else, he might not be able to stand here and talk to him now.

Speak.

"Today is Sunday!" Qi An emphasized the word Sunday.

Pei Xuyan was waiting for her next step.

When Qi An saw his clueless expression, her high blood pressure almost rose.

"Your son had a dance class today. He waited in the classroom for an hour and no one answered him! I sent you so many messages, can't you see it?"

Pei Xuyan thought for a long time and finally remembered something: "It seems like this happened?"

"..."

"I'm sorry I overslept." He said, "Wait a moment while I check my phone."

Qi'an: "Okay."

Pei Xuyan returned to the room, kicked away the empty beer on the floor, and suddenly saw something. He picked up the crumpled ticket that was clutched on the floor, and could vaguely see that it was seven days later, when he would fly to a prestigious foreign school.

Pei Heng's harsh words were still echoing in his ears, making Pei Xuyan's eardrums hurt.

He expressionlessly tore up the ticket and threw it into the trash can.

Go the fuck abroad.

"Meow." The little white cat in the corner of the bedroom tilted its head, meowed softly, walked over on cat steps, rubbed his feet, rolled on the ground, exposed its soft belly, and tried to lie down for him to accompany it.

Play.

"Let's play." Pei Xuyan picked it up and threw it to the side, walked around the trash can, turned out the phone, pressed it, and found that the battery was out. He scribbled two batteries to turn it on. As expected, dozens of missed calls and messages were all gone.

Jumped out.

There are Ms. Shang’s and Qi’an’s.

Ms. Shang: [The aunt who picked up Yang Yu today has something to do at home and has asked for leave. The rest of the family is not here, so you go pick up Yang Yu. 】

Ms. Shang: [Also, Miss Qin came back from abroad today and came to visit Yang Yu at home. Please treat her well.]

Pei Xuyan scrolled down the message and found Qi'an. The note he gave was simple and rude.

Level 23 Dance Student: [Hello, Mr. Pei, your son is attending class at our dance training institution today. It’s already time for school to end, but no one has come to pick him up. Is there something wrong with you? 】

The little girl was polite at first, but gradually became irritable within an hour.

Pei Yangyu always had someone to pick him up and drop him off, and Pei Xuyan went to pick him up once. Who knew about this?

He sighed, thinking that he would have to drink less wine in the future. He went to the bathroom and quickly washed his face with cold water. The cold water droplets dripped along his sharp jawline and sank into the collar of his sweatshirt, leaving wet water marks.

When I got upstairs, the little girl was still standing there.

Pei Xuyan looked at it for a while before speaking out, and said slowly: "Teacher."

His voice was still low and hoarse with drunkenness.

Qi'an looked up with a cold face, criticizing Pei Xuyan's attitude.

How could anyone forget his own son!

"Sit down." Pei Xuyan came down, sat on the sofa, and turned on the light. The wind and rain outside the window were shaking, and the retro chandelier in the living room reflected the cold light, making his face even more handsome and aura strong.

He seemed to be in a really bad mood today. His face looked pale from the beginning. I don't know if it was because of a hangover or something. In short, he was a little slumped. He crossed his long legs and was silent for two seconds before speaking.

"I will pay attention to it in the future and be responsible for my children."

Qi'an listened to his unfamiliar and unskilled words, curled her lips, and sat across from him with a serious attitude and a stern face.

"I told you last time, if you take it seriously, you won't forget about your children this time!"

"Yes. You are right."

"As a parent, even if there is something important, you should inform me in advance. You don't know that he was waiting there for an hour and was about to cry. The other children were picked up, but he didn't..."

Pei Xuyan leaned against the sofa, his eyelids drooping, thinking that this little guy Pei Yangyu was pretty good at pretending.

Qi An is still talking.

He couldn't hold it back and yawned, his peach blossom eyes were sleepy and he looked depressed.

Qi'an's words stopped suddenly and she stared at him expressionlessly.

"..."

After a brief silence, Pei Xuyan sat up slightly and said without changing his expression: "Teacher, please continue."

"Have you been sleeping for such a long time?"

"Um."

"Then what did you do last night?"
Chapter completed!