I don't know where the Lord of the Nights has gone now.

"But it's really uneasy, what are you running around in the middle of the night?" Wen Lan put down the phone angrily, but she didn't dare to relax for a moment in her heart.

"Sister, don't worry." Lixiang patted Wen Lan's shoulder and was relieved, "Nothing should happen to a person as big as Lord Muye." ”

No matter what he does, he should be measured, and as for accidents, it will be even more not.

When Wen Lan heard this, she glanced at Lixiang and shook her head, "How do you know that he will be conscious?" ”

Lixiang was stunned, "Sister is saying that my brother will go drinking?" ”

Come to think of it, if a man runs out in the middle of the night when he gets angry, there will be no other way except to go to the bar to get drunk.

Wen Lan nodded and let out a long sigh.

Now, if this ancestor comes back, she promises not to be angry with him, right?

"Then sister, don't stay at home now, go to the bar and get the Lord of the Pasture back, with his appearance, maybe someone will pick him up." Lixiang shook Wen Lan's arm, and his dark eyes were full of melancholy.

Wen Lan was a little surprised to look at Lixiang several times, she really couldn't see that this guy usually didn't deal with Mu Yejue, and he would take the initiative to care about him at this time.

It was only a moment for Wen Lan to react, after all, now is not the time to think about this, "Okay, you just stay at home, I'll go find him, if you're sleepy, go to sleep first, don't wait for us." ”

After saying this, Wen Lan put on thick clothes again and went out.

Because it was late, Wen Lan thought that she didn't want to drive after a tiring day, so she spent money to take a taxi outside.

Wen Lan knew that Mu Yejue usually liked to drink at the Akio Bar, and whether it was a friend or a party, that bar was his best choice.

With a feeling of trepidation, Wen Lan arrived at the door of the Akio bar after taking a taxi for half an hour.

Akio is a pure bar, but it is not an ordinary pure bar, it is said to be a rich second open, and the drinks in it are expensive, and ordinary people can't afford to consume them.

Those who can come to this bar are worth at least 10 million.

Wen Lan went straight to the neon-lit entrance of the bar, but was suddenly stopped by a woman at the door, "Stop, Miss, please go back, this is not the place for you to come." ”

The woman looked Wen Lan up and down a few times, her eyes were full of disdain, "Girl, I didn't say it, although there are many rich people here, but I see more women like you every day, I advise you, or leave obediently by yourself, otherwise don't blame us for being rude." ”

Wen Lan glanced at the woman in front of her from the corner of her eyes, and her momentum was instantly revealed, "Get out." ”

The woman didn't know why, she was scared back two steps, but it seemed that she couldn't retreat because of this, "Yo, it's quite spicy, do you believe it or not, I will immediately let people throw you out?" ”

The woman stared at Wen Lan gloomily, and several big men immediately surrounded her, staring at her fiercely.

Let her lose face in front of others, and don't give her a little bit of power, how will she mix up in the future in the future?

Until this moment, Wen Lan seemed to be completely annoyed, raised her head and swept towards the people in front of her, and said angrily, "Open your dog's eyes to see clearly, who am I!" ”

Could it be that after she didn't come for a long time, these people forgot what her name was?

In the past, Wen Lan also used to drink in this bar, because Mu Yejue would drink here, and she would come from time to time, and these people in the bar, whether they were guarding the door or the town, basically recognized her.

The woman rolled her eyes disdainfully, "What the fuck do I ...... you"

Suddenly, the woman's voice stopped abruptly.

"Say, why don't you say it?" Wen Lan stared at her with a smile on her calm face, "I'm still waiting for you to throw me out." ”

Wen Lan's words were like a thunderbolt exploding in a woman's mind, and her eyes fell on Wen Lan's face that instantly threw others off eighteen streets without powder, and the whole person couldn't help but start to chill.

"Wen ...... Mr. Wen, it turned out to be you, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see it clearly, alas, if it weren't for this black light, how could I mistake you for an ordinary person? The woman hurriedly explained, and her whole heart was in a mess.

The person in front of her is not something she can offend.

"So, you're saying I'm ugly?"

Wen Lan leaned closer and asked again.

The woman glanced at Wen Lan and hurriedly closed her eyes, | No, no, Mr. Wen is as beautiful as a fairy, how can you dress well, your clothes are simply a benchmark in the fashion industry and a model in the matching industry. ”

"Hey, can you be a little more fake?" Wen Lan rolled her eyes, turned around and walked towards the bar.

Naturally, the woman didn't dare to stop it.

Wen Lan entered the bar all the way unimpeded, and as she walked, she was still thinking that she was obviously wearing a big sweater and a big jacket, a thick hat and scarf, and she was fully armed.

Such a dress is clearly temperature-based!

Where's the look?

Or a benchmark in the fashion industry, a model in the matching industry?

Ahem, compared to this sentence, she is still willing to accept the local character, at least not hot.

Inside the bar, the sound of music is deafening, and the men and women on the stage are shaking their heads wildly, as if to vent some of the grievances that life brings.

Wen Lan was just looking for someone, so she didn't have the heart to look at those, and covered her mouth from time to time, choking on the smell of tobacco.

But Wen Lan looked around the bar, but she didn't see where the Lord of the Pasture had gone.

Then Wen Lan seemed to remember something, and turned to the bar, "Hello, may I ask where the Lord of the Pasture has gone?" ”

Sitting at the bar now is a young bartender who is also in charge of some of the things in the bar.

The bartender also knew Wen Lan, so he hurriedly walked over and smiled, "In box 404, Miss Wen, why don't you have a drink, I recently made a new wine." ”

Hearing this, Wen Lan shook her head directly, "No, I still have something to do now." ”

If this was a different place, she really wanted to try this glass of wine, but now that she had a small one in her stomach, she didn't dare to mess around.

The bartender was also very polite, just nodded lightly and didn't say anything, "Then Miss Wen will go and busy with you." ”

In fact, when he asked just now, he was just asking politely.

often stays in bars, and when he looks at Wen Lan's clothes today, it doesn't look like he's out to have fun or get drunk, but more like he's here to get someone.

Hearing this, Wen Lan nodded, no longer hesitated, and walked towards the 404 box of the bar.

In the Akio bar, generally only drunk guests will be temporarily helped into the box by the staff, because the guests here are all rich people, basically no one will pay the bill, as long as they are helped into the box, they can wait for the wine to wake up and settle the bill.

Although the environment of the box is not as good as the hotel, it is not generally luxurious, there is not only a separate bathroom, an independent balcony, and even a recreation room, but also a large bed to rest.

The door of the box is equipped with a security system from abroad, and it cannot be opened at all without a key.

But Wen Lan is different, her relationship with Mu Yejue is known to everyone, even if it is just a marriage of interest, these people will definitely not stop her, and directly open the door for her to let her in.

After opening the door, the waiter left, Wen Lan pushed the door open, and the smell of alcohol filled her nose, causing her to retch outside the door.

So she opened the door wide and waited for the smell of the box to fade before she lifted her steps and entered.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wen Lan entered, the picture in the box stabbed her eyes.

In the dim light, on the large white bed, the Lord of the Nights lay on it, his eyes closed contentedly, as if he had fallen asleep, and in his arms, there was a woman in his arms.

The woman was dressed in a long red dress, the room was heated, her back was bare, Wen Lan looked at it, and only felt that this woman was a little familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

So Wen Lan had the courage to slow down and take a few steps closer to see, and in a trance, a flash of inspiration came to her mind, and the information about this woman in her mind came like a tide.

This woman is Chen Ruru, a popular actress in China, since her debut, her resources have been so good that she has made continuous film appointments, and she is a woman who has never even run a trick in the entertainment industry.

Compared with other actresses who have climbed from small roles to high positions step by step, Chen Ruru's star journey will come smoothly I don't know how many times.

It's just that she rarely has any scandals.

Wen Lan was tightly held by a hand in her heart, she thought, it should not be that there are no scandals, but that some scandals are hidden by the people behind her using power.

After all, in this world, the dominant power is in the hands of powerful people.

Wen Lan paused, as if the strength of her body had been drained, she held on to the wall and retreated, closed the door and staggered out of the bar.

What the hell was she worried about?

He is so old now, he doesn't need her at all, and the warm fragrant nephrite is in his arms, where will there be any danger?

Wen Lan touched her abdomen and held back her tears, "Baby, mom is sorry for you and made you suffer." ”

If I hadn't come today, I wouldn't have seen this kind of scene, would I?

Wen Lan only felt cold in her heart, standing on the side of the road, her lips white.

But also, Lord Shepherd has always been surrounded by women, so how can he care about her.

And Wen Lan, as a nominal wife, what qualifications does she have to take care of the affairs of the Lord of the Pastor?

It's just why, Wen Lan still feels very painful in her heart?

She endured it, endured it, not even a single tear fell, revealing a cold and detached temperament, and basically no one around dared to approach.

Forget it, let's go back quickly.

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