It was raining outside the bar, and the colored lights were blurry in the rain, and the shallow circles of light appeared. 【Latest chapter reading. 】

Halfway through the wine, Ye Jiaqi was already too drunk.

As long as Ning An mentioned Song Shaoyan, she scolded him for her.

It wasn't enough to just scold in the bar, she also snatched Ning An's mobile phone.

Ning An was also half drunk, his cheeks were red, and his head was dull and painful.

Ye Jiaqi dialed Song Shaoyan's number: "Song Shaoyan, you bastard, why don't you be nice to An An?" What's wrong with An'an? If I were a man, I would marry her. ”

Song Shaoyan was at home for a day, and he didn't go anywhere, he just finished taking a shower and sat downstairs.

As a result, I received such a phone call.

"You went out drinking with her?" Song Shaoyan said coldly.

"Do you admit you're a bastard? Well? Ye Jiaqi came up boldly.

"What bar are you in?" Song Shaoyan suppressed his anger.

No wonder I haven't come back since ten o'clock, it turns out that I went out to drink, and I was bold enough.

After getting married, he hadn't seen Ning An go to a bar, and he thought that she wouldn't go to that kind of place, so he really underestimated her.

"You don't care which bar we're in, do you say you're worthy of An An? She married a girl to the capital, and met a bastard with a bad heart, do you say you are worthy of her?"

"Song Shaoyan, you are a turtle bastard, why are you bullying An An, why?"

"Good period" Ning An had a headache, she snatched the phone and hung up.

"Let me say" Ye Jiaqi was so drunk that she held her forehead, she hadn't finished speaking.

I'm only halfway there.

Song Shaoyan realized that the matter was serious, and both women were drunk.

Otherwise, with Ning'an's character, he would never make trouble with him.

His dark eyes revealed coldness and profundity, and the light in his eyes cooled little by little.

Yes, it's bold.

Song Shaoyan immediately called his own people and thoroughly investigated the bar in the capital.

Song Shaoyan's network in the capital is very strong, basically a phone call is made, and there will be a response within ten minutes.

Sure enough, the owner of a bar soon called him.

Song Shaoyan changed out of his pajamas, picked out a white shirt at random, put on a windbreaker and walked out of the door.

It's still raining outside.

The cold rain fell on the car glass, splashing droplets.

Water beads slide down the glass, converging into lines, and the wipers keep scraping.

The wind was not strong, but because of the rain, the temperature dropped and it was extremely cold.

Still angry in his heart, he stepped on the gas pedal and drove straight to the bar.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ning An and Ye Jiaqi sitting side by side on the sofa, looking at the two young men on the sofa opposite with a smile.

in the corner.

Ye Jiaqi held his chin with both hands, and Ning An supported his forehead.

Both of them had drunken flushes on their faces, and looked at the little brother in front of them with adoration.

"I'll tell you a story from a friend of mine when I was walking through the desert." The little brother looked focused.

Ye Jiaqi nodded again and again: "Speak, speak." ”

"There is a village with a temple next to the village, and there is a beautiful girl in the village named Xiaofang. One day, Xiaofang was unmarried and pregnant, and the villagers were very angry, arrested her and beat her violently, wanted to dip in the pig cage, and asked her who the child's father was, and Xiaofang said that it was a monk in the temple. The villagers arrested the monk for interrogation, and when the monk confessed, the villagers beat the monk to death. Twenty years later, however, a miracle happened."

"Ah, what miracle?" Ye Jiaqi blinked curiously.