When the steward saw Yan Shumo, it was like seeing a savior, he rushed forward, his eyes red with excitement.

"Butler, what's the matter? What about my beautiful uncle?" Yan Shumo became nervous when seeing the butler's appearance.

What happened to Shang Lingsi that made the Shang family villa chaotic like this?

"Mr. Shang is upstairs, it's just him..." The butler stopped talking.

Upon hearing Shang Lingsi's whereabouts, Yan Shumo turned around and ran upstairs without saying a word.

Running upstairs in one breath, he walked towards Shang Lingsi's bedroom.

As soon as I walked to the door, I heard a muffled noise, and my heart raised my throat.

Pushing open the door forcefully, he walked in.

In the huge master bedroom, there was a mess.

The hanger at the door fell to the ground and broke in two.

The LCD screen on the wall was smashed, and even the expensive leather sofa was not spared...

There were no lights or windows open in the room, it was dim, and even things were not very clear.

"Uncle Beautiful..." Yan Shumo shouted tentatively.

After touching the wall, I found the light and turned it on.

The room became bright, and Yan Shumo saw Shang Lingsi lying on the ground at a glance...

The dazzling light seemed to startled him, he twisted his brows slightly and turned around.

"Uncle Beautiful, what's wrong with you?" Yan Shumo ran forward in fright, and reached out to help Shang Lingsi.

"Don't worry about me, who asked you to come? Go, go!" Shang Lingsi pushed Yan Shumo away.

The whole body was full of alcohol, as if it had just been picked up from a wine tank.

The eyes are scarlet, like the devil.

No matter who was stared fiercely by him, he would dare not move.

But Yan Shumo followed him since he was a child and grew up spoiled by him, so he was not afraid of him at all.

Seeing him lying on the ground and refusing to get up, he dragged him vigorously.

He couldn't move, so he called the housekeeper for help, and abruptly pulled Shang Lingsi up from the ground and helped him onto the bed.

It was only then that he was not only very drunk, but his hand was also severely injured, as if he was left behind by throwing his fist against the wall...

The muffled noise she heard before stepping into the room flashed in Yan Shumo's mind.

Seeing Shang Lingsi who was unconscious, he asked the housekeeper to call for a doctor.

"Miss Momo, the subordinates dare not. They called a doctor before, but Mr. Shang immediately beat them away. Now the family doctor dare not come."

The housekeeper stood by the bed, looking at Yan Shumo, who was wiping Shang Lingsi with a hot towel, and returned with a look of fear.

Shang Lingsi who was out of control was like a devil, and only Yan Shumo would not be afraid.

"What happened? How did Uncle Beautiful become like this? Doesn't he have a girlfriend? Why is there no one to take care of him?"

Yan Shumo paused with the towel in his hand and looked at the housekeeper in astonishment.

"This..." The butler opened his mouth and looked at Shang Lingsi who turned over, but he didn't dare to say.

"Everyone is like this. You called me to come here because you want me to help Uncle Beautiful, but if you don't tell me what happened, how do I know how to help?"

"Miss Mo Mo is the only person who can approach Mr. Shang right now. As long as you stay here with him, he will definitely get better." The butler lifted his sleeves and wiped the corners of his eyes.

"If you don't make it clear, I'll leave right now!" Yan Shumo dropped the towel and stood up.

"Miss Mo Mo, it was Miss Yu who left..."