When I arrived at the studio, I found that the bonsai was not in the window, but was placed on the desk next to it.

Seeing this, Gu Nianxi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the person who closed the window put it.

After school, as soon as Gu Nianxi stepped out of the classroom door, she received a text message from Sister Li Xiao asking her to go to the store on her mobile phone.

"Nianxi! What about people? "She was at the door of the classroom just now, why did she just pack up the next book, and when she looked up, she was gone.

Walking out of the classroom, Qian Bijun turned left and right, but there was no figure of Gu Nianxi.

She suddenly looked depressed, raised her hand and scratched her hair, she originally wanted to go back to the apartment with her, but Gu Nianxi seemed to be very busy, she didn't see her at night, and she didn't know what she was doing.

- Dividing line

"Oh, Mom heard that you went to class today, so you want to get along with Bijun." The woman on the phone smiled kindly.

Hearing his mother's tone, it was a little weird, and Shang Yan responded lightly: "I know." ”

The person on the phone continued: "Bijun, she has just returned to China and is not familiar with the country, you have to take her to visit more, you haven't seen her for so long, and it's good to cultivate your feelings." ”

Shang Yanyi frowned, looked at his phone, and thought to himself, Qian Bijun couldn't even tell who their brothers were, so take her around? She's not a child.

This kind of thing should be called Mu Yu, he hates to go shopping with women the most, troublesome!

Thinking of this, Shang Yan's face sank, and he said impatiently: "Next time, don't talk about boring topics anymore, hang up!" ”

"Wait a minute, Shang Yanyi, what kind of attitude do you have, is there such a thing as you. Hey, hey, hey......"

His mother meant to bring them together, but he always treated her as his sister, and Bijun as his buddy, so there was no need to cultivate feelings, and Bijun's family was already arranging a marriage for her.

These elders are really nosy and careless, but his future woman can only be chosen by himself!

Shang Yanyi walked to the window, stretched out his hand to open the curtains, the bright moonlight, the stars were dotted, and the night was sultry.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a string of numbers: "Hey, is Xu Mo free, go to the mosquito coil bar." ”

"Mosquito coil bar? Isn't that already renamed VVO? ”

"Stop talking nonsense, come over quickly." If you don't change your name, it's about him!

Shang Yan hung up the phone, tidied up his clothes, and got up to set off.

At this time, in the large living room of the luxury villa, a beautiful woman who looked like she was in her thirties but was actually in her early forties was sitting on the sofa, holding the phone in her hand and hanging it to her ear, listening to the beep sound coming from the phone.

Obviously, the other party had hung up, and the woman suddenly became angry and put down the phone angrily.

"This stinky boy! I'm! "I hang up on her every time.

At this time, in the luxury box, waiting for the red wine and green, a girl, and two men were Shang Yanyi and Xu Mo. Xu Mo is his good buddy, and he is also an alumnus of the same school, but not in the same class.

Xu Mo was surrounded by beautiful women, and seeing that Shang Yan had been drinking sullenly, and the other two girls were almost left aside by him, he said, "Oh, don't just drink." ”

He raised an eyebrow and sneered, "Otherwise? Like you?! ”

"No, I said you, why are you so abnormal today? Since you come to the bar to play, you have to relax, don't look unwilling, think about women? Xu Mo looked at him with a smirk.

Every time he is in a bad mood and calls him to come to the bar, he kindly brings a beautiful woman to relieve his boredom, and Shang Yan has the title of a gentleman, but he is actually not close to a woman, or a virgin? It's a laugh to say it!

"You think I'm you!" He is like Xu Mo who is a girl all day long, and he changes his girlfriend more often than he changes clothes.