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Everyone was desperately pouring him wine, and those middle-aged women also took advantage of the opportunity to toast and touch his hands from time to time. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If he hadn't endured it desperately, he would have vomited on the spot.

How can these people do this, Xie Nian, how can Xie Nian allow others to touch him like this.

Maybe it's really because he drank too much wine, and he became a little fragile, and suddenly missed Xie Nian in his heart, the man he used to want to stay away from all the time.

"Xie An, Xie Xiaotianwang, I toast you, I don't know if Xie Xiaotianwang can appreciate his face." Mr. Xu, who was pot-bellied and oily, said with a smile at Xie An with a wine glass.

Xie An frowned, and after countless mental constructions, he stiffened the corners of his mouth and drank the glass of wine.

"Xie Xiaotianwang, how can one cup be enough? I think that at the beginning, Xie Xiaotianwang couldn't invite much three times to the thatched house, but now, it's rare to see, how can you get three cups, what do you all say? Mr. Xu glanced at the people around him and burst into laughter.

"It's not that I don't give Mr. Xu face, it's just that I really can't drink it today......" Xie An politely refused.

"Can't drink anymore? You're looking down on me, aren't you? Xie An, my Xu family is not as good as Xie Shi, and I also think that I am not as good as Xie Nian's wrist and brain. However, does a little star really think that he is still Mr. Xie's treasure, the meat of his heart? ”

Mr. Xu shook the wine in the cup and looked at Xie An contemptuously, his every move was full of disdain.

"You ......" Xie An was already pampered, not to mention that he had been offered by Xie Nian as a bodhisattva in the past eight years. Therefore, he doesn't understand the truth that people have to bow their heads under the eaves, and he doesn't know how to write with his anger swallowed.

"Me? How about me? Do you really treat yourself as a dish? A little star like you, how much Lao Tzu wants, how much. As he spoke, Mr. Xu pulled a first-line star and kissed him in his arms.

Xie Nian protected Xie An so well that for so many years, Xie An had never seen the dark side of human nature.

Just as Xie An was about to pat his ass and leave, the agent grabbed Xie An's sleeve.

"Xie An, little ancestor, I begged you. Xu is always the biggest investor in your drama, and we can't afford to offend it. ”

Xie An rolled his eyes and said disapprerovingly, "Just tell the company, and the company will solve everything." ”

In Xie An's subconscious, it was not so much the company as the fact that Xie Nian would solve everything for him. And he, as long as he chooses his favorite script and plays what he likes.

Before the agent had time to say anything, Mr. Xu laughed a little exaggeratedly. "Xie An, you're really not cute. Xie Entertainment, although Xie Nian created it for you, but now you are a lost dog, Xie Nian doesn't want you anymore. ”

Thank you for not wanting you anymore, not wanting you anymore...... This sentence kept echoing in Xie An's mind, no, he didn't want to thank him.

Xie An, who had already drunk too much, smashed his fist on Mr. Xu's face as if he had no brains, and a scream sounded at the scene.

The "Little Ancestor" agent hurriedly dragged Xie An, Xie An could not be sober, but he couldn't.

"Xie An, hehe......" Mr. Xu took a glass of wine and poured it directly on Xie An's head. Xie An, since you don't understand the rules so much, as your elder, I don't mind teaching you. ”

Xie An glared at Mr. Xu fiercely, but his hand was dragged by the agent and couldn't move.

"Mr. Xu, it's almost there. It's too much, Mr. Xie is not easy to explain, Xie An still has the surname Xie after all. The people who came to the banquet whispered to Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu rested his anger, "Xie An, after drinking this bottle of wine, this matter will pass like this today." Otherwise......"

"Otherwise? What can you do with me. Xie An said coldly.

Mr. Xu choked, yes, he really can't do anything with Xie An, after all, he can't figure out Xie Nian's mind now. But if he just picked it up so heavily and put it down gently, how could he mix it up.

"Xie An, you'd better pray that Xie Nian will take care of you, otherwise, I will definitely let you live worse than die, or taste you." Mr. Xu picked the corners of his mouth and said with interest.

"It's a disappointment." Mr. Xu threw down the wine bottle and strode towards the outside of the private room. The A-list star followed him step by step.

The host left early, and those who watched the excitement also left one after another, leaving only Xie An and his agent who was particularly "knowledgeable" in the entire private room.

Xie An sat on the ground dejectedly, his hair dripping with wine, and his clothes were wrinkled, looking extremely embarrassed. The gaze was deep, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"I'll send you back." The agent tiptoed over to Xie An and said cautiously.

"Get out." The arrogant little overlord who has always been humiliated like this is now, how can there be no anger in his heart.

The agent was about to say something, but he was kicked out by Xie An, and he felt that he needed to calm down.

Xie An kept drinking until his mind was not so clear and his heart was not so sad. Don't you want him? No, Xie Nian is his brother, they are a family.

Yes, call Xie Nian. Xie An took out his mobile phone tremblingly, and without thinking, pressed out the number that he had already known by heart.

"Xie Nian, I'm drunk, you don't care about ......" After a short sentence, regardless of the reaction of the person on the other side, Xie An hung up the phone.

Mo Li, who was awakened from sleep, looked at the two words Xiao An in the call record with a blank face, who would tell him what Xie An said just now. He had just pressed the connect button, and before he could put his phone to his ear, the phone hung up.

Xie An spoke, he didn't hear it, or he made a mistake, so he didn't speak at all.

Just in case, Mo Li called the assistant and sent someone to pick up Xie An in the private room of the International Hotel.

Mo Li was not worried about Xie An at all, he knew that as long as he still wore the surname Xie, as long as the Xie Group did not fall, no one would dare to directly harm Xie An.

After making the call, Mo Li turned off the phone directly and fell asleep next to the pillow again. In the early hours of the morning, disturbing people's dreams is the most immoral.

Mo Li said sorry to the unlucky assistant very insincerely. Immortal poor Dao dead friends.

Grand International Hotel.

"Where's Xie Nian?" Xie An staggered, and the whole person was drunk and crazy.

"Second young master, the eldest young master is cultivating in the ancestral mansion, and he will send his subordinates to pick you up." The assistant looked at Xie An, who couldn't stand steadily, and was entangled for a while.

"Cultivation, cultivation? Why did he want to cultivate? Xie An tilted his head and asked with a puzzled expression. (To be continued.) )