After the rebirth, the boss is slapping the face every day

Chapter 478 I don't want charity

Who would have thought that in the end he would still fall into the hands of a woman. He, the so-called love saint, is not even bullshit, and even more tragic than others. He fell in love with a woman he couldn't like, and lost his heart completely. Watching helplessly the woman he likes lying under another man's body but can't do anything about it.

For the first time, he felt that he was so useless, the school grass that everyone loved, the third young master Leng that everyone envied and clinged to, he was nothing in front of the affection he could not get.

As soon as he approached the bar, the deafening DJ sound and all kinds of noise came from inside, causing him to be overwhelmed. The annoyance in his heart was even worse. He strode in, found a place away from the hustle and bustle, and raised his hand to greet waiter.

The waiter came over, bent down and asked respectfully, "What would you like to order, sir?"

Leng Yiheng's eyes were dark, "Bring me a case of wine."

The waiter glanced at him, and from the worry on his brow, he knew that he was here to get drunk, so he said, "Okay, please wait a moment," and left without further ado.

The bar is a wonderful place, you can come if you are happy, and you can come if you are not happy. The happy people drink and become happier, and the unhappy people become unhappy after drinking, but there is an irresistible magic power.

The rock music drove the audience, the sound of punching, talking and laughing, and mocking, Leng Yiheng looked at everything that had nothing to do with him, overlapping images, constantly changing the picture.

The supporting singer on the stage was babbling and singing an unknown song, and he was a bit handsome, but all of this had nothing to do with him.

He only wants to drink, he just wants to use alcohol to numb himself, after he is drunk, all those troublesome things will be completely forgotten.

Not long after, the waiter came over pushing the dining car, put a case of wine on the table, and then brought a plate of melon seeds and a plate of candied fruit from the dining car to the table in front of him, "Here are the snacks for you, you Slow use."

After the voice fell, he pushed the dining car and left.

Leng Yiheng sat motionless, not in a hurry to drink, but quietly looked at the melon seeds and candied fruit on the table and smiled coldly, his eyes were full of sarcasm.

Oh, sent it!Do you think he will be very grateful for giving him extra things?He doesn't want to give alms, he clearly knows that what he wants is not these, he is not a scavenger, why should he be inferior to others, why can't he get what he wants.

Anger arose from his heart, and a raging rage was burning in his eyes. He suddenly raised his hands, angrily swept the melon seeds and candied fruit to the ground, and roared, "I don't want alms."

The "Bengpeng" glass plate fell to the ground and shattered. The melon seeds and candied fruit inside splashed out and fell to the ground not far away. Glass shards, melon seeds and candied fruit were scattered all over the ground, making the ground a mess.

The people around turned their heads and glanced at him, knowing that he was in a drunken madness. It is common to encounter this kind of thing in bars, and they all turned back, drinking their own wine and talking about their own stories. No one paid any attention to him. People care about his existence.

Leng Yiheng didn't care about other people's gazes, picked up the wine bottle and opened it, raised his head and gulped it down, as if drinking boiling water, his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and he could hear swallowing the sound of.

After drinking the cold wine, it was cold to the depths of the bone marrow. After drinking a bottle, I didn't feel anything, only the pain in my heart became more and more clear.

Throwing the wine bottle aside casually, he picked up another bottle, opened it, and poured it again with his head raised.

(End of this chapter)