Chapter 287 286 Changes in the Wedding 9
readx; "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" The bell rang for a long time before Pei Xiaomiao reacted, walked into the ward lightly, and picked up her mobile phone.
The name on her phone made her involuntarily raise her eyebrows.
Jiang Junhao......
He called at this time, did he want to settle accounts with her?
She had been reflecting for an afternoon, and when she learned that Ji Jersey had just fainted, the guilt in her heart was about to swallow her. Pei Xiaomiao gritted her teeth and decided that no matter what Jiang Junhao said to her for a while, she would apologize to him seriously.
After being fully mentally prepared, Pei Xiaomiao pressed the answer button.
Before she could speak, a hurried questioning voice came from the other end: "Miss Pei, why are you only answering the phone now?" You come to the Tower of Babel bar right now, if you don't come again, Mr. Jiang will be drunk here. We can't afford that. ā
Pei Xiaomiao's heart sank, and she hurriedly said, "Okay."
Although the voice over there was very noisy, she could still hear the conversation between Jiang Junhao and the man.
"You...... You help me call her...... Good no good? Jiang Junhao's voice was still drunk, but full of sadness.
The man who called her said in a good voice: "Okay, okay, we still called Miss Pei." Mr. Jiang, don't drink anymore. ā
"No...... No way! How can you call her! Jiang Junhao's voice suddenly became frightened, "I don't want to see her......"
"Mr. Jiang, you have called Pei Xiaomiao's name all afternoon. Don't you want to see her? ā
Hearing the conversation on the other end, Pei Xiaomiao's body suddenly seemed to be poured into a large bucket of ice. Then, he gritted his teeth and hung up the phone.
"He's drunk?" Ji Zexi was stunned for a while, the voice on the phone was too loud, he couldn't even hear it if he didn't want to.
"Hmm." Pei Xiaomiao nodded, immediately grabbed the bag on the table, and said as she ran, "Jersey, I'm sorry...... I'm going to go over. ā
"Let's go...... ......" Ji Zexi smiled bitterly, and before he could finish speaking, Pei Xiaomiao's footsteps had already disappeared into the corridor.
It's really a bit ridiculous to think about.
He and Jiang Junhao are like trying a tug-of-war, and this rope is Pei Xiaomiao.
I don't know when this game will end, and who will be the winner.
Pei Xiaomiao hurriedly ran out of the hospital, stopped a taxi at the door, and rushed all the way to the Tower of Babel Bar.
Fortunately, this bar is not too far from the hospital, and after about ten minutes of driving, I arrived at the door of the bar.
Pei Xiaomiao paid, and when she got out of the car, she walked too quickly, and the heels of her high heels were broken, but she didn't have time to take care of these, so she limped inside with her bag.
Jiang Junhao was sitting on the corridor of the bar, and he was very conspicuous in the bustling crowd.
That overly handsome face, wherever he went, made him the center of attention of the crowd.
Jiang Junhao held a bottle of red wine in his hand, pushed the manager of the bar with one hand, and poured wine into his mouth with the other.
Pei Xiaomiao pursed her lips, walked in front of him in a few steps, and snatched the wine bottle from his hand fiercely: "Don't drink anymore!" ā
"Miss Pei...... You're here! The bar manager bowed to her with a sad face, "If you don't come again, we really can't help it." ā
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