After the divorce, he was pursued by the ex-husband of the boss

Chapter 79 Can't wait for him to come back for dinner

Su Li looked at the time, it was almost dinner time, she got up with her mobile phone and walked downstairs.

When they got downstairs, Fan Yaoming hadn't come back yet, so she planned to wait for him to come back and have dinner together.

Su Li was sitting in the living room watching TV, when it was dinner time he hadn't come back, Aunt Hua came over and asked her to eat, she said to wait a while.

As a result, after waiting for an hour, Fan Yaoming still didn't come back.

"Madam, you should eat first, maybe the young master has a social event." Aunt Hua checked the time, thinking that Fan Yaoming would not come back for dinner.

Why hasn't he come back yet.

Su Li saw that it was past eight o'clock, and she hadn't come back yet. He would eat with her now, and he even rushed back at noon today.

Maybe he was on the way, she took the mobile phone and called him, but the phone rang over and over again but no one answered.

Su Li made several phone calls but no one answered, her heart couldn't help beating, and she put down the phone in frustration.

Aunt Hua watched from the side, "Madam, you should eat first, the young master may be busy."

Su Li smiled, "It's okay, wait a little longer, maybe he's on his way back."

Half an hour later, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach, thinking that he really wasn't coming back, so Su Li had no choice but to go eat first.

Aunt Hua saw that the dishes were getting cold, so she hurriedly asked people to heat them up.

Fan Yaoming didn't come back until Su Li finished his meal.

Su Li ate, took a bath, and then modified the design draft, until she went to sleep, Fan Yaoming still hadn't come back.

Was he busy, he didn't even notice the phone, she couldn't help calling him again before going to bed.

In a high-end luxury club.

"Mr. Fan, come, drink!" The hostess opened another bottle of expensive foreign wine, and poured it into the glass in front of Fan Yaoming.

Seeing the hostess pick up the wine glass and hand it to his mouth, Fan Yaoming glanced coldly at the heavily made-up face, reached out to grab the wine glass, and drank the glass of foreign wine.

"Mr. Fan, you can hold a lot of alcohol!" The young lady whispered, leaning delicately against Fan Yaoming's body, the turbulent waves rubbed against his strong arms intentionally or unintentionally.

Fan Yaoming's cold eyes were filled with rhyme, showing a cold light, and he didn't stop the lady's obvious intention.

Seeing that Fan Yaoming didn't refuse, the young lady became more and more daring, poured another glass of wine tenderly, put her arms around his neck, and exhaled like blue, making the man's bones go numb. "President Fan, come again!"

Fan Yaoming sat on the sofa and let the hostess accompany the drink, neither accepting nor refusing, while his eyes scanned the brand new mobile phone on the table which was always blinking, and it stopped after a while.

A cold aura spread from his whole body, permeating the entire luxury box.

At the other end of the private room sat a man with a handsome face and a smirk on his face, holding two delicate women in his arms, enjoying the service of the beauties very much, and there were several women serving him beside him. Compared with him, Fan Yaoming's side is much deserted.

The man sat there and watched him for a long time before teasing him. "I said Ming, when you come out, you just sit there drinking and drinking, and you have left the young lady in the cold. It's a bit out of style."

This person has been drinking wine sullenly since he came in, and he doesn't call Miss, and he doesn't answer when he calls, just drinking, if he doesn't understand him, he would think he is broken in love.

Fan Yaoming coldly glanced at his flirtatious smile, stretched out his hand to pour a glass of wine and continued to drink, and by the way threw the woman hanging on him to the ground without even looking at it.

Seeing how rude he was, the man touched his nose, smiled and waved to the young lady, "Come over to me, I love you."

"Thank you, Qian Shao!" The hostess glanced at the cold Fan Yaoming admiringly, and was unwilling to go over to the man.

Leaning over and hugging his neck coquettishly, "Qian Shao, you are the best for Nunu."

Those eyes with false eyelashes looked at Fan Yaoming meaningfully.

The corners of the man's lips were raised evilly, and he continued to flirt with the woman, but his eyes turned to the man who was drinking directly.

Fan Yaoming stared at him fiercely, his thin lips parted slightly, "Do you want me to enjoy your erotic drama here?"

"Hehe, if you want to see it, I will dare."

The man was provocative, not at all afraid of the cold anger on his face, "Isn't it just to relax when you come out to drink? It's not like you have been with a monk for thousands of years, with a cold face."

Fan Yaoming's handsome face became more and more cold and angry, his complexion was extremely dark, he looks like a monk?

Hmph, he's been very happy recently!
Thinking of having a lovely wife at home, his chest heaving up and down, his handsome eyes falling on the phone on the table, he really didn't want to go back to see her so early.

She has a magical power that makes people addicted.

He reached out to take the foreign wine on the side, one cup after another, and continued to drink.

At the bottom of my heart, I couldn't help thinking about her, but at the same time, I felt guilty about her.

Fan Yaoming, when did you become so unclear.

Obviously you don't love her, thinking about what she does.

boom!
The wine glass was placed heavily on the glass tea table, and the force caused the glass tea table to crack, which immediately shocked the man flirting with the woman on the other side.

What's wrong with him, he was so angry that he was not in the mood to tease Miss.

"Mo, keep playing, I'll go back first."

Seeing that he drank up all the bottles of spirits on the table, but still restless, Fan Yaoming picked up his coat and mobile phone and walked out of the box slightly drunk.

"Hey, you really don't want to play anymore?" The man shouted angrily from behind.

"Charge it to my account tonight."

I only heard the voice from the door, and I couldn't even see the figure.

Hey, it's really embarrassing, you found me out, but you left first.

The man cursed, "Qian Shao, don't be angry, aren't we still with you?"

The man looked at the women with heavy make-up, lost interest immediately, politely greeted them a few times, and followed them.

The main character is gone, what else is he playing.

(End of this chapter)