blogombal Chapter 269: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 16
Chapter 269: The History of a Beijing Dandy Chasing a Wife 16
[5.23: I added yuan to the previous part, please check it out~]
After a while, the two people who had been listening attentively finally received his reply.
"You keep an eye on the man first." When Jian Tinghe said this, his emotions were already showing.
Accompanied by a long sigh, it was enough to make people feel his helplessness.
Su Muyou couldn't help but laugh.
The other party's implication is already very clear.
Seeing his smug look, the manager of Heji felt even more sympathetic towards the boss who had been fooled.
The point is, he is an accomplice in this crime!
Guilt and self-blame intertwined together, making him unable to help but ask, "Boss, are you going to come and pick it up in person?"
"Hmm." Jian Tinghe gave a single syllable stingily.
Manager Heji: ...
Eh.
five minutes later.
Su Muyou appeared in the manager's exclusive office.
They occupied the sofa which was big enough for three people to sit together, feeling very satisfied.
In addition to making sure that someone would come to pick him up in person, he also got the other person's number from He Ji's manager.
Double happiness.
The manager who failed to protect the boss’s privacy due to his power: …
Eh.
Su Muyou remembered the main flaw in this matter and waved to another person in the office.
"Bring me a few more bottles of wine, or ask the bartender to give me something stronger."
Try to turn the lie into the truth before the other party arrives.
In short, I finally managed to escape and I don’t want to go back.
Moreover, strictly speaking, the act of abandoning "brothers" for "beauty" is also in line with his character.
Thanks to my lover's cooperation, the whole stay was perfect.
"Okay." Manager Heji had no objection and left.
And the friends who were still in the booth on the first floor had been drinking for most of the day, but still hadn't waited for the person who had left to come back.
Suddenly I felt that tonight's activities were a bit boring.
Someone has already stood up, put his arm around his female companion's shoulders, and indicated that he is leaving first.
Once someone started the conversation, more people became restless.
In less than ten minutes, only half of the people were left.
Those who didn't leave were not willing to stay on the first floor.
Although it is lively here, it is a mixed crowd with all kinds of people.
I saw a lot of men with big bellies, which was also an eye-catcher.
"Let's go to the box."
"What if Second Young Master Yun comes back again?"
"Just say hello to the bartender."
The group made the decision happily and moved their position accordingly.
At the same time, they were all thankful that they did not order any expensive rare wine.
Otherwise you'll have to pay for it yourself.
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When Jian Tinghe arrived, it was already half an hour later.
Led by the manager, we went straight to the office.
As soon as I opened the door, I was hit by a strong smell of alcohol.
The person he was looking for was leaning on the sofa like a boneless person, looking lazy and unruly.
His eyes were half-closed, as if he was uncomfortable with the bright light.
Jian Tinghe was not in a hurry to step forward, but turned around and ordered, "Bring my commonly used medicines here."
He drinks so much and isn't he afraid of getting stomach problems?
"Okay." The manager got busy again.
I muttered to myself: It seems that the relationship between the two sides is pretty good.
So, should he come clean and clarify the fact that he helped Young Master Yun to deceive the boss?
tangled.
Jian Tinghe looked around, first filled a disposable cup with mineral water, and then walked up to the person.
"Drink some water first."
Su Muyu looked up dazedly, as if he had just noticed someone had entered the room.
When he saw who was in front of him, his eyes were filled with pure joy: "You're here!"
Jian Tinghe was taller than him.
Not to mention that one of them was standing and the other was lying.
Jian Tinghe lowered his eyes and looked down, taking in his entire expression.
For a moment, I felt something warm hitting my chest.
He pursed his lips and responded lightly, as if it would be blown away by the wind, "Yeah."
Su Muyou propped himself up on the sofa.
His palms sank slightly into the soft cushions, and he tried to stand up unsteadily, "Let's go home then."
Jian Tinghe ignored the strange feeling brought about by his choice of words.
The hand that wasn't holding the cup supported the man, "Do you really think I'm your driver?"
There was still not much fluctuation in his voice, making it impossible to tell his emotions.
Su Muyou stared at Jian Tinghe's expression.
His eyebrows are relaxed and his temperament is cool.
Not only did he not sense any anger, he didn't sense any 'intention' at all.
Like a machine without emotions.
Su Muyu suddenly wanted to see this face come alive when driven by emotions.
He snorted twice, "No, I treat you as my wife."
Whose driver is so good-looking?
Isn't this a waste of resources?
The alcohol had a significant effect on his tongue, and it was a little stiff.
The pronunciation of some words is unclear, and "wife" sounds like "brain mother".
It sounds a bit like acting coquettishly and a bit silly.
Jian Tinghe subconsciously tightened his grip on the person's hand, but soon relaxed again.
Forcefully suppress your turbulent thoughts.
He chuckled, "You've only met twice, and you've known your wife for two days?"
I don't know how many people I have fooled with this.
Good news: Finally, I don’t look like a robot anymore.
The bad news: He’s being sarcastic.
But Su Muyou blinked, not only did he not care, but also curved his eyebrows, "Love at first sight, and fall in love again."
Why is it that when someone is called "wife", the objection is not to the title of wife, but that the time they have known each other is too short?