Su Zhinian stopped talking and didn't make a sound.

The unfamiliar female voice waited for a moment before continuing to speak: "The owner is drunk, and there is only one person, ...... in our hotel."

Su Zhinian's eyebrows furrowed fiercely, and without waiting for the strange female voice to finish speaking, he walked to the hanger on the side, took his coat, and walked towards the office door.

“…… So, can you please find some friends who you or the owner knows, and come here to pick her up? ”

Su Zhinian, who had already stepped into the elevator, opened his mouth almost the second when the female voice settled, he was obviously a little anxious, but his tone was a little annoying: "Which hotel?" ”

"Beijing World Hotel ......" Before the strange female voice finished speaking, Su Zhinian directly cut off the phone, and then glanced at Cheng Qinglian, who was standing outside the elevator, and pressed the off button of the elevator while saying "dinner canceled".

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Su Zhinian rushed to the Beijing World Hotel, and before he could open the door of the box, he heard Song Qingchun's ghost crying wolf-like singing from inside.

"I just can't open my mouth to let him know, I will definitely take care of you and make you laugh, how important you are to me, I regret not letting you know......"

Su Zhinian's eyebrows moved, and the hand on the box door paused for a moment before pushing the door open, and then saw Song Qingchun sitting on the ground without any image, holding a high heel as a microphone in his hand. With his eyes closed, he roared hoarsely: "I just can't open my mouth to let him know, it's just a few simple words, I can't do it......"

Su Zhinian subconsciously wanted to turn around and leave, he held on to the door, took a deep breath, and then stepped in, and then accidentally stepped on a hard object, he recycled his foot, lowered his head and saw that it was a lipstick, and then Su Zhinian noticed that the ground of the entire box was sprinkled with Song Qingchun's scattered things, and another high heel was by the window, and the bag was thrown into the corner...... There is also a sanitary napkin in the corner of the table.

Su Zhinian kicked the lipstick at his feet, stepped forward, leaned over and pulled Song Qingchun up from the ground.

Song Qingchun stared at Su Zhinian for a while with a pair of drunken misty eyes, and then stopped singing out of tune and laughed at Su Zhinian slowly.

As Song Qingchun approached, the strong smell of wine came to his nose, Su Zhinian frowned fiercely, and asked the waiter standing at the door in a gloomy tone, "How much did she drink?" ”

The waiter was so frightened by Su Zhinian's tone that he took a step back, then raised his hand timidly and pointed to the dining table.

With the waiter's actions, Song Qingchun suddenly raised his hand and hugged Su Zhinian's neck, Su Zhinian's body stiffened, but he didn't raise his hand to tear her away, and then he heard Song Qingchun say with a mouthful of wine and a squeamish voice: "Brother Yinan, you are finally here, do you know, I have been waiting for you for an afternoon......"

Su Zhinian's expression immediately became a little gloomy, and without thinking about it, he tore Song Qingchun's arm off his neck forcefully, and then looked in the direction pointed by the waiter, and saw that there were several wine bottles placed on it, his face was even lower, and he yelled at the waiter: "Who asked you to give her so much wine!" ”

The waiter was a little aggrieved when he was yelled, he hung his head and didn't dare to say anything, but he was thinking in his heart, the customer is God, she wants to drink, and she doesn't dare to give her a drink?