The originally good meal made Song Zhichao a little depressed and embarrassed because of the lies of the little girls Jin Sanshun and Jin Baoer. He couldn't eat it, for fear that these two people would say something extraordinary.

In order to resolve the embarrassing atmosphere, Song Zhichao had to drink on his own.

He has a good alcohol tolerance, and the Moutai wine is also a good wine. If he drinks too much, he will not only feel uncomfortable, but he will feel warm all over.

Seeing that he kept drinking and not eating vegetables, Jin Sanshun thought he had made a bad cooking again, so he tried to pick up a few bites with chopsticks, and it felt that the taste was OK.

I wondered again, could the taste of adults change? I used to like to eat light food, but now I like to have heavy food?

Kim Sansun was thinking about it here, but Park Chun-hwa knew that it was not good for men to drink and not eat vegetables, so she took the initiative to pick up some dishes for Song Zhichao.

Jin Baoer also imitated her mother and picked up the dishes and put them on Song Zhichao's plate like an adult.

Song Zhichao smiled and said, "You eat yours, don't worry about me."

Jin Sanshun is a heartless guy. When she heard Song Zhichao say this, she felt that his mother and younger sister had stolen the limelight for the president, so she said, "Yes, don't worry, the president likes to eat, he will pick up his own dishes... The dishes I cook are not delicious!" After that, she glanced at Song Zhichao with a grievance, expressing her silent protest against him not eating.

Seeing the three of them looking like this, Song Zhichao was afraid, so he had to eat a few bites of food and drink another glass of wine.

When Kim Sansun saw that he was willing to move his chopsticks, he was very happy and sneakily poured himself a glass of wine. He was obviously greedy, but he even said to celebrate the president's holiday.

Gugugugu!

The little nanny Jin Sanshun drank three glasses of wine in one breath.

I have to say that this girl is now a "drunk" and has been drinking and drinking.

Park Chunhua doesn't drink alcohol, she just drinks drinks with Baoer.

On the contrary, the bottle of Moutai ended up in Song Zhichao and Jin Sanshun's stomachs.

Wait until around nine o'clock.

Song Zhichao saw that it was getting late, but he was unwilling to stay here.

The reason is that he wants to give space to allow Park Chun-hwa, who hasn't seen each other for a long time, to stay with him; if he lives here, he probably won't be able to let go of these three.

More importantly, Song Zhichao knew what kind of concentration he was. Now he was drunk and his head was a little confused, especially his body was hot, and he had to face three beauties, big, medium and small. He might have to wake up in the middle of the night.

Even Song Zhichao was sure that if he had really gotten up in the middle of the night and ran to find Jin Sanshun, this girl would definitely not have refused.

On the other hand, Song Zhichao was even more afraid that this girl would run into his house in the middle of the night.

After the last time the plane was drunk, Song Zhichao had already figured out what kind of fairy this Jin Sanshun was.

In view of the above reasons, Song Zhichao found a reason and said that he still had something to do and would not live at home tonight.

Sure enough, when I saw Song Zhichao was about to leave.

Kim Sansun looked unhappy.

Jin Baoer was not happy either.

Park Chun-hwa is a careful person. She realized that Song Zhichao wanted to reunite with her mother and daughter, so she felt even more grateful.

"I'll send you away, Lord!"

Seeing that Song Zhichao was wearing a coat and was about to leave, Jin Sanshun hurriedly ran to the front to drive his own car and give Song Zhichao away.

Park Chun-hwa seemed to be confused by this question and did not answer immediately.

After a while, she said, "I used to want to go back. I thought that everything is good in Seoul, but I am not as comfortable as I stay in my hometown. But since I met you, President, I have changed my mind..."

"Why?" Song Zhichao said curiously.

"Because you are a good person, not only to Sanshun, but to Baoer, but also to me." Park Chun-hwa's tone was full of emotion. "I know I can be promoted continuously in the company, and it is because of you - I never thought that I would be a country woman who would one day be able to enter a large enterprise and be promoted from a cleaner to a formal employee of the human resources department. I told my country friends that they would not believe it either."

"Sir, you have changed me and my life. Now I don't think about anything, just thinking about how to repay your great kindness to me!" Park Chun-hwa's tone became excited.

Song Zhichao didn't expect her to be so emotional. She was about to speak, but the bicycle suddenly bumped.

Song Zhichao couldn't help but hug Park Chunhua's waist.

Park Chunhua's waist is extremely soft and it feels very comfortable to hold it in her hands.

At the same time, a shampoo smell came from Song Zhichao's nose. This smell was mixed with the unique fragrance of mature women, making people unable to help but feel a little drunk.

Song Zhichao shook his head, then woke up, quickly leaned back, widened the distance from Park Chunhua, and the hands that were originally holding her waist also turned into the word "Support".

But Park Chun-hwa didn't know Song Zhichao's thoughts. She felt that she hadn't ridden a good car just now, and she was so shocked that she quickly apologized: "I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Lord, I'll be careful, please forgive me!"

Song Zhichao: “…”

I didn't know what to say, so I pointed to the front and said, "Remember, there is a night market stall in front - the Yangchun noodles and skewers are very good, let's go and have some."

Park Chun-hwa originally wanted to say "I'm not hungry", but when she remembered that Song Zhichao was just drinking and didn't eat so many delicious foods, she knew that he was really hungry, so she said "oh", hurriedly grasped the direction, and rode towards the place where Song Zhichao pointed.

Just when Park Chun-hwa took Song Zhichao to make a turn—

At the intersection, in a Cadillac sedan, a majestic man directed his personal driver: "Follow up! Don't lose it!"

The driver didn't dare to say anything, but he was thinking in his stomach that they were riding bicycles and I drove a car. If this could be lost, I wouldn't have to mess around in the future!

With a "click", the car caught fire.
Chapter completed!