Xia Fanjin was annoyed, blaming himself for not controlling the situation at that time, and he was confused.

There were several men sitting on the sofa, all in suits and leather shoes, and in the bright light sat three people, all of them in their twenties and thirties, handsome, and two or three people sitting in the dark, unable to see their faces clearly.

She felt a pair of eyes staring straight at her in the darkness, looking at her hairy.

Xia Fanjin was uncomfortable, and said sorry twice and went out.

Jing Xiao took a sip of wine, "Isn't that Xia Fanjin?" ”

"My cash cow is pretty, isn't it?" Seeing that Tang Yong didn't speak, Jing Xiao bumped him with the hand holding the wine glass again.

"If you say something pretty, are you still going to hook up/hook up with her?" A cold baritone, accompanied by the sound of ice cubes hitting glasses.

"Don't say it, I'm really thinking about it......" Jing Xiao touched his chin, and suddenly felt that the eyes of the people around him had changed, which was sinister and hairy, "Why are you looking at me like this?" ”

Xia Fanjin returned to the box, and someone asked her where she went, she said: "It seems that I drank too much, I was a little uncomfortable, and I went to the toilet." ”

Someone teased her, "Isn't it, Miss Xia, you drink so badly?" ”

"I don't drink a lot."

"Then I'm going to have a good drink today, and I won't go home if I don't get drunk!" The people in this are often social, Xia Fanjin watched them drink all the way, and his face did not change.

I can't beat it.

She was already dizzy, and if she drank with them, she would have to die of drunkenness.

However, in the end, he was still not persuaded by the enemy, and his mood was very depressed, Xia Fanjin was very simple and bold to make three more glasses of brandy.

Xia Fanjin sat on the sofa with a splitting headache, someone was singing, her head was buzzing, and the things in front of her began to spin.

Xia Fanjin picked up the bag and said, "I drank too much and didn't feel well, so I'll leave first." ”

Someone saw that her face was indeed not very good, and said worriedly: "Then I'll send you back." ”

"No, I'll take a taxi or ask my assistant to pick me up." Xia Fanjin waved his hand, opened the door, and stumbled outside.

Out of the 'imperial court', Xia Fanjin neither took a taxi nor called his assistant to pick him up.

Instead, he took a few steps to the right, stood on the side of the road, and slowly crouched down on his knees, his whole face buried in his knees, his long hair sliding down his shoulders and touching the ends of his hair to the ground.

Uncomfortable, overwhelming discomfort swept in.

The discomfort in the head and the discomfort in the heart.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps around her, and then he stood beside her.

Xia Fanjin hesitated for a moment, raised his head, and saw a pair of black leather shoes, with black straight suit pants on top, wrapping the man's slender and straight legs.

She raised her eyes, and Tang Zhen's handsome facial features, like those carved by a divine craftsman, were dark and unknown against the background of the flickering neon lights.

"Who are you?" Xia Fanjin looked at him confusedly.

Tang Yong lowered his head and swept her face, his small face was flushed, and his watery eyes were covered with a hazy drunken color, and he was looking at her with half-squinted eyes at the moment, as if he was puzzled and lazy.

"Who are you?" She frowned, muttering and repeating.

"Tang Yong." Tang Yong pursed his lips and frowned slightly.

"Tang Yong," Xia Fanjin read the name back and forth in his mouth, as if he remembered something, and looked up, "Is it the Tang Yong who married me?" ”

"Or else?"

Xia Fanjin ignored him, turned his head and looked at the lane where the car was whizzing by, "I actually married you...... Scold. ”