Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Lu Jingnian didn't know what to say for a moment, but he patted him on the shoulder, picked up a glass of wine and touched him, and both of them swallowed it.

Lu Jingnian paused and said: "Maybe he did it for you on purpose?"

Ji Jinchuan looked at him sideways, his deep eyes dark.

Lu Jingnian again said: "Maybe he just let you see him with other women intentionally, wanting to make the whole Jiji chicken dog restless."

The deafening voice made Ji Jinchuan upset and irritable. He took out the cigarette case from his pocket and pulled out a lighter: "What on earth did he want to be reconciled?"

The beautiful woman had already stared at the two of them, and hadn't put Lu Jingnian's arms in her hands, she was sneered at him and left in a terrified fear.

"Ji Shaoheng's knot cannot be solved overnight. With his temperament, things will definitely happen, don't miss Shen Youran, otherwise you will regret it."

Ji Jinchuan held smoke between his two fingers, the spark was extinguished, the smoke was lingering, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and it was still silent.

Lu Jingnian accompanied him for a few drinks and sat at ten o'clock and left on time.

After he left, Ji Jinchuan asked the waiter for a few more glasses of wine. He felt the phone in his pocket vibrate a few times and took it out for a look. There were no missed calls and messages.

It turned out to be my own illusion.

He mocked his lips slightly, and put the phone back in his pocket.

Shen Youran leaned in front of the bed and looked at the cellphone in a daze. It was 12 minutes before seven minutes, and he had not returned.

She got out of bed and walked to the window barefoot, opened the corner of the curtain and looked out of the window. The night was thick outside, the stars were lonely, and the whole world was sleeping.

She stood for a moment, went back to bed and lay down, ready to fall asleep, the phone rang suddenly, she conditionedly grabbed it, but it wasn’t from Ji Jinchuan, it was an unfamiliar number.

She hesitated for a moment and put it in her ear: "Hello."

"Miss Shen, this is Lu Jingnian, Jinchuan is drunk, you go to pick him up now."

She froze a little: "Where is he now?"

Lu Jing's annual report gave the name of the bar.

After hanging up the phone, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, walked to the closet, quickly changed her clothes, and did not even mention the bag, put the mobile phone in her coat pocket, went downstairs to get the car key on the coffee table, and went to the garage to get it car.

At 12 o'clock in the night, there are very few vehicles on the road, so it is very smooth, and it took only half an hour to reach the bar.

Getting off the car, she looked at the name of the bar, looked at the women in the exposed clothes, came out on the shoulders with the man, subconsciously frowned, and then went in.

In those years in California, she also often attached to bars, so she is no stranger to this environment.

Deafening music, a noisy and dysfunctional environment, exposed women and indulgent playboys declare the loneliness and emptiness of the night.

A man greeted him with a giggle: "Beauty, please have a drink."

She looked at him coldly: "Go away!"

She hasn't encountered this kind of situation in California bars, so she is no stranger to the **** in men's eyes.

The man touched the gray of his nose and walked away, gruntingly saying, "It turns out to be a little pepper."

She walked across the crowd to the deck and saw Ji Jinchuan lying on the table at a glance.

She walked over and glanced at the empty glass on the table, her brow furrowed tighter.

She shoved his arm: "Ji Jinchuan -"

In this noisy environment, Ji Jinchuan thought he had heard the illusion, and he looked up at Shen Youran, his eyes blurred with intoxication.