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Chapter 3121 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1683 You'd better go back and ask Mr. Ji yourself...

The little emotion that flashed past was caught by him somehow.

The man sat up a little bit and looked at her suddenly flushed little face. After a while, he narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Don't tell me what happened between you..."

"what?"

Ji Zhizhi put one hand on the steering wheel, stared at the red light that was counting down, with a blank expression on his face: "Do you think everyone is like you, all kinds of women who just turned 18 and can't wait to date? What's the matter with beasts?" the difference?"

Nan Moshang just stared at her and didn't continue talking.

……

I thought it was just a few of them, but after going to Shengshi, I found that the whole Shengshi tonight was taken over by the son of the Nan family. It was overcrowded, and they all came to celebrate his birthday.

On weekdays, the resident singer of the store on the stage was replaced by a dancer she had never seen here. Her hot figure and enchanting dancing posture made the audience burst into excitement.

It's hard to find a dancer girl of this level, and I'm afraid it will cost a lot of money.

Ji Zhizhi put his hands in his pockets, and while everyone was going to say happy birthday to Nan Mo, he sneaked to the bar: "A glass of Martini."

After a pause, he rested his chin on his hands and looked at the handsome waiter behind the counter with a smile: "The drinks should be free tonight, right?"

The waiter blushed while helping her mix the wine, and replied, "Yes, Miss Ji."

Ji Zhizhi tilted his head: "How long have you been working here?"

"More than four years."

Ji Zhizhi took out the leather armor, took out all the thick stacks of cash inside, put it on the table and slowly pushed it over: "It's been more than four years, so you must know the customers who come here often, right?"

The waiter glanced at the stack of money, then at her, not sure what she wanted to ask, let alone whether he could give her the answer she wanted, so he cautiously didn't reach for it.

"Miss Ji, what you want to ask is..."

Ji Zhizhi rapped on the bar with his fingers, and looked at him with moist eyes: "Ji Zichuan... how often do you come to your place on average? How often do you bring your girlfriends? Do you also order princesses to accompany you?"

The waiter's complexion changed, and he shook his head hurriedly: "No, no, I don't know about this, Miss Ji... you'd better go back and ask Mr. Ji yourself..."

"or……"

He stretched out a hand out of nowhere and held down the stack of cash on the table. The young and handsome man propped up the bar with one hand, put the other on her shoulder elegantly, and smiled softly: "You can also ask me about Ji Zichuan's whereabouts." , no one knows better than me."

Ji Zhizhi turned cold, and patted his restless hand off his shoulder: "Oh? Tell me."

"He comes here two to three times a month on average. Sometimes he talks about business, sometimes he just entertains. On average, he calls the princess every three times, and he calls the most beautiful princess in the heyday. As for those princesses, who are they?" I don't know whether to accompany him or to accompany the guests..."

Ji Zhizhi said with a small face, "He's not good at women."

"you sure?"

He lifted a strand of hair from her shoulder and played with it between his fingers, with a meaningful smile: "Or, he just wants to play a bad brother in front of you?"

"..."

Ji Zhizhi became impatient, and drank the wine handed over by the waiter: "You are so annoying! Go and accompany your Tao Jiajia, don't be an eyesore to me!"

As he spoke, he motioned to the waiter to pour her another glass.

(End of this chapter)