Doting on his wife: The CEO's husband is a wolf

Chapter 7
Bai Miao was pushed to the ground, her frail body was particularly pitiful.

No matter what the passers-by looked at curiously, Bai Miao picked up the bag on the ground, patted the dust off his body, got up and got into a taxi and walked away.

At night, the colorful cold neon lights are refracted in mid-air. Under the bright starry sky, the city is still very lively in the middle of the night.

Bai Miao stumbled into "Heaven on Earth", walked to the high chair on the bar and sat down, waved his hand and shouted indistinctly: "A glass of Margarita."

Pouring cups of dark blue liquid, Bai Miao wanted to seek relief, to immerse all her troubles and sorrows in the deep blue as vast as the sea, to cover everything up and wash away all her grievances and anger.

The clear eyes gradually blurred, Bai Miao raised his right hand and put it on his heart, and murmured with a sneer: "Drinking to relieve your worries, why is it still so painful, ha ha."

While laughing, Bai Miao kept picking up the wine glass in front of her and downed it in one gulp. After a while, she lay down on the bar counter with her head heavy.

The bartender took a look, and there was only understanding in his eyes.

The small head was pressed against the cold dark marble table top, and the cold touch made Bai Miao feel very good.

Blurred beautiful eyes randomly glanced at the men and women who were dancing passionately on the dance floor, surrounded by noise and music, Bai Miao frowned, obviously uncomfortable.

Standing up unsteadily, Bai Miao swayed left and right and walked towards the exit, when suddenly a familiar figure appeared in front of her.

Her delicate lips curled up, her eyes sparkled, and her delicate face was full of excitement.

"Boss, what a coincidence, are you alone? I'm alone too. I'll drink with you." Bai Miao saw Mu Qiran sitting alone at a remote table, and suddenly remembered that Mu Qiran was abandoned by his fiancee Hearing the rumors, he felt a sense of sympathy in his heart, and in an instant, he felt sympathy for those who were also fallen in the world.

The slightly drunk Bai Miao sat down with a smile, her pink cheeks became more tender under the dim and ambiguous light, and the lips stained with wine were as delicate and dripping as rouge, attracting people to pick.

"Actually, whoever loses whoever lives is still the same. Before meeting her, she was alone, and without her, she was still alone. There is no difference, and there will be no change. And a woman who can run away with others is not a good woman. , and it’s not something that belongs to me. Things that everyone can use are public goods, and they are extremely cheap.”

Bai Miao raised her hand and drank a cup, the choking hotness made her cough several times, and then comforted Mu Qiran.

It seemed to be telling Mu Qiran, but it was more like telling himself that Zhang Shuo could be snatched by Jiang Li, which proved that he was a defective product.

Fortunately, Jiang Li snatched him away, otherwise she wouldn't know how hateful and ugly he really is.

Mu Qiran's black eyes were as deep as water, dark and unpredictable, and he looked at Bai Miao solemnly.

Bai Miao kindly came to accompany him, but he only saw her drinking alone, she was still very clumsy, and he knew at a glance that she was a woman who didn't drink often.

What made her so sad?

Mu Qiran raised his thick eyebrows, looked at Bai Miao leisurely, and raised his glass cooperatively.

Seeing that Mu Qiran responded to her, Bai Miao was very happy, and in a daze, she thought that her consolation had worked, so she went on drinking and gulping down even more tirelessly.

Two hours later, Bai Miao passed out drunk on the side of the sofa.

(End of this chapter)