I Become A CEO After Divorce novel Chapter 62

　　Yanis let out a deep breath, "Mr. Lawrence, I'm not drinking tonight."

　　Zane looked at her and asked, "So do you want to try it?"

　　Before Yanis had time to react, Zane suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her around the waist, and leaned down and pressed up.

　　The light smell of wine and his scent instantly enveloped her in it.

　　Yanis was the first to open, but was held against the wall by Zane with a strong clasp around his waist.

　　"Get off me!" Yanis It took a lot of strength to push the man away.

　　Zane took a half step back, looked at her, and said, "Now, you're considered a DUI."

　　Yanis : "......"

　　Zane turned and walked up, entered his fingerprints and opened the door, after pushing the door open Zane turned his face to Yanis who was still leaning against the wall, "Put your fingerprints back in, it's easier."

　　After Zane entered the door, changed his shoes at the entrance, and took Yanis' shoes out from under the shoe cabinet and put them at his feet, "Don't you want to come in?"

　　Yanis just leaned against the wall without moving, looking at him with deep eyes.

　　He's not drunk! Absolutely not!

　　But his every word and action tonight tells Yanis that he is drunk!

　　Just gibberish.

　　Two people just one outside the door, one inside the door, confronted each other for a long time.

　　The first person to finally speak was Zane , who stepped out of the doorway and gave his hand to Yanis, who was leaning against the wall, in a low voice, "Yanis, go home."

　　Yanis looked at the big bony hand that reached out to her, her eyes flickered slightly, moved her lips and asked, "Mr. Lawrence, are you drunk tonight?"

　　"No, I'm sober."

　　Yanis raised her lips and smiled, "But I think you're drunk, so drunk that you're starting to talk nonsense."

　　Zane frowned and passed his hand in front of Yanis' face again, "Go home first."

　　Yanis felt as if she had gone crazy too, unable to resist him handing her his hand every time he did so.

　　It always gave her the impression that she was in the abyss and the person in front of her was coming to pull her out of it.

　　But in fact, he was not only the one who pulled her out of the abyss, but also the one who pushed her into it ......

　　When he entered the door, Yanis bent down and changed his shoes.

　　"Yanis , make some ginger tea."

　　Yanis looked at him, "I thought you said you weren't drunk?"

　　"I want to drink the ginger tea you made now, is that okay?"

　　Yanis looked at him, clearly wanting to refuse, but actually acting against her.

　　Yanis didn't answer Zane with a yes, but responded to her with an act of self-knowledge.

　　Although she had previously cleaned all the things in the refrigerator to the aunt, but all the other materials are still there.

　　Yanis is busy slicing ginger in the kitchen, while Zane is standing at the kitchen door watching her back.

　　"Yanis ."

　　Zane's low voice rang out behind him.

　　Yanis hmmm.

　　"It's okay, I'm just calling out to you."

　　Yanis hand movements stalled, but in the end did not turn back to look at him, because she was afraid that she would be more crazy tonight.

　　When Yanis was about to serve the ginger tea, the bowl in her hand was taken away, "Go rest for a while, I'll do it myself."

　　In the past, Zane had always sat in the living room, waiting for her to bring him ginger tea, and even asking her to feed him.

　　Available today ......

　　Yanis stood watching him serve the soup, yes, he wasn't drunk today.

　　With that in mind, Yanis didn't stay in the kitchen and turned around to go to the living room.

　　Yanis just turned around and didn't take two steps before there was a crisp ringing sound behind him, interspersed with a muffled grunt.

　　Yanis almost subconsciously turned to look over.

　　The bowl that should have been in Zane's hand had shattered on the floor, and Zane's hand was red.

　　Yanis took three or two steps forward, pulled him to the side a bit, reached out and took the spoon from his hand, "You stand still."

　　Yanis put the spoon back into the pot and pulled him back to gently turn on the water and gently water wash for a while.

　　That's what pulled him out of the kitchen.

　　Since the beginning of the two did not speak.

　　It wasn't until Zane was seated on the couch by Yanis in the living room that Yanis said, "Don't move."

　　Zane responded, but sat obediently on the couch, his eyes moving with Yanis.

　　When Yanis came over with this medicine box, she saw Zane sitting straight on the couch, his expression and appearance looked like a child who had made a mistake and was waiting for parental criticism.

　　Yanis step paused, then went up and put the medicine box on the coffee table, half squatted down in front of him and helped him rub the burn medicine.

　　Because Yanis couldn't cook at the beginning, she was burned when she practiced, so she always had a supply of burn medicine at home.

　　For a long time will be replaced once, and Yanis everything back, and never used, but did not expect, now Zane used.

　　Yanis gently bandaged him up, and only then put a separate scalding medicine outside and put the rest away.

　　"Don't touch the water for a while for the next two days."

　　Because the burns are not very serious, Yanis did not bandage, but only rubbed the burn ointment.

　　Zane mumbled and watched her put the medicine cabinet back before speaking, "Yanis , I haven't had the soup yet."

　　"You're not drunk, you can drink or not, I'll go clean up." Yanis lifted her feet and walked towards the kitchen.

　　"Yanis , I want to drink."

　　Yanis : "......"

　　Yanis re-found a bowl for Zane and put it in front of him, "Drink it when it's cold."

　　Zane nodded, "But I don't know how to use my left hand."

　　At that, Yanis looked at him, and when his eyes fell on the hand he was holding up, he didn't know what to say for a while.

　　She didn't know that Zane had just burned his right hand.

　　Clearly the bowl is in the left hand, why would it burn the right hand?

　　Before Yanis could catch the thread of his thoughts, Zane's voice rang out, "Can you feed me?"

　　"No!" Yanis refused crisply this time, without any delay, "You can practice, the spoon is easy to hold with your left hand, it's not a fork."

　　After Yanis said that she didn't wait for Zane to open his mouth, she turned around and went into the kitchen.

　　After cleaning up the mess on the floor, and cleaning up the rest of the pot, he went out of the living room.

　　When she came out, the soup on the coffee table was the same as it had been earlier, and Zane hadn't moved.

　　Yanis frowned slightly.

　　"I thought it would be easier to wait for it to get cold and just serve it up and drink it."

　　Once Yanis heard this, she didn't say much, "As you wish."

　　"The bed in the guest room is broken I had it thrown away."

　　Yanis Oh.

　　"You sleep in the master bedroom tonight, I'll sleep on the couch tonight."

　　Yanis responded, "No, I'll be back later."

　　Zane didn't say anything, just looked at her with his head half tilted.

　　Yanis looked a little uncomfortable, "Mr. Lawrence, it's not appropriate for us to be like this right now."

　　Zane did not say anything, withdrew his eyes, picked up the bowl on the table, finished all the ginger tea, got up and stood up, walked to the foyer and took Yanis' cell phone and car keys, turned around and went upstairs directly, "Make yourself at home."

　　Yanis : "......"