Chapter Twenty-Nine: Gu Fan is so well-behaved, it must not be him who is drunk and crazy
An hour later, the Sky Bar,
Yu Mengfei took the mobile phone, glanced at the address sent to him by Xia Qing, and sighed.
Gu Fan is not related to herself, and she has nothing else to do with her, she doesn't understand why she is so obedient and runs to this place at night.
Probably because of that barbecue?
Yu Mengfei grinned, glanced back at her behind her, and began to retreat in her heart, otherwise, she would just go back, anyway, she didn't promise Xia Qing, don't go......
"This young lady, is there anything you need help with?"
A sweet female voice sounded, Yu Mengfei's face froze, and she turned her head resignedly: "May I ask how to get to box 306?" ”
"Go straight for the elevator and go upstairs and turn right."
"Thank you."
Yu Mengfei thanked the front desk lady and found the elevator to go up to the third floor.
Standing at the door of box 306, she took a soft breath, and with a little subtle emotion, knocked on the door.
"Knock knock—"
Xia Qing opened the door almost in seconds, and when she saw Yu Mengfei, she looked like she had seen the savior, and hurriedly invited Yu Mengfei in, "Miss Yu, you can come, if you don't come again, the president will ......"
Based on the voice she heard on the phone, Yu Mengfei could probably already predict how crazy Gu Fan would be when he was drunk.
Unexpectedly, since she stepped into the box, the noise in the room stopped abruptly.
Although Gu Fan looked drunk, he sat on the sofa obediently, and smiled when he saw Yu Mengfei coming in, where did he look a little drunk.
Yu Mengfei: "? ”
How is this a little different from what you imagined?
She subconsciously looked at Xia Qing, and saw Xia Qing's face frightened, with "He wasn't like this just now." ”
Yu Mengfei was confused, completely unaware of what was going on, and was about to speak, when she heard a chuckle coming from the corner of the box.
Only then did she realize that there was a man sitting in the corner.
The man is about the same age as Gu Fan, with clear eyebrows, sharp and angular facial features, a slight coldness between his eyebrows, two buttons on the collar of his white shirt, loose at his wrists, and a sense of unruliness all over his body.
When Yu Mengfei saw the man, his eyes paused, then he turned his head to look at Xia Qing, and said as a matter of course, "So when you called me, he was playing drunk?" ”
Gu Fan is so well-behaved, it must not be him who is drunk and crazy.
Xia Qing: "Uh......"
Does this make him say that?
The man in the corner stopped doing it when he heard this, and slapped the table angrily, "Who do you say is drunk!" ”
Yu Mengfei looked at the irritable man, and then at Gu Fan, who looked well-behaved, although he didn't speak, the meaning was self-evident.
Man: "......"
Why didn't I record Gu Fan's movements just now?
No, this bastard graduated from the Academy of Drama Spirits, right?
Seeing that the top of the master's head in the corner was about to burst into flames, Xia Qing immediately played a round, "No, no, Miss Yu, it was indeed the president who drank too much wine just now, and he hit the ground with that cup, I ......"
Xia Qing was about to prove the man's innocence, and then, when he touched the cold eyes of his president, his calves trembled, and he immediately didn't dare to speak.
Hey, he's drunk or not.
After Gu Fan finished intimidating his own special assistant, his drunken gaze was nailed to Yu Mengfei's body, his throat moved, he grabbed the girl's hand, dragged the person to his side, hung on the girl like a large dog, and spoke, his voice was a little drunk, low and hoarse, "You're here?" ”