Wei Shiying's two questions poked at the place where she hurt the most in her heart.

Hearing him mention graduating from junior high school, Yang Zhimei's face turned pale instantly, and her head was full of those bad memories.

At the same time, she felt as if something was crawling on her, and the smell was full of the thick smell in her nostrils.

Wei Shiying saw that Yang Zhimei was motionless, and sighed, "You won't be really angry, will you? I'll just ask...... Huh!".

Before she finished speaking, she saw Yang Zhimei covering her mouth and running out.

Wei Shiying was stunned for a moment, but then reacted and chased out, and when he ran to the door, he exchanged a look with Wei Huai and ran out.

When he chased Yang Zhimei to the bathroom, he saw her holding the washbasin and vomiting in the dark, and her whole body was trembling.

He frowned, and walked in regardless of the fact that it was the women's bathroom, put a maintenance sign at the door before closing the door, and contacted the manager to ask for a bottle of water.

"Did you drink too much?" , Wei Shiying saw her vomit like this, and he couldn't think of any other reason.

Where can Yang Zhimei care about his words, her mind is now full of that man's hideous face, and his saliva-

She disgusted him, and she disgusted herself.

Wei Shiying's hand slapped her on the back, trying to smooth her down, but she was severely reprimanded by her as soon as possible.

"Don't touch me!"

Wei Shiying was stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Yang Zhimei's eyes in the mirror were bloodshot and red, and he stared at the boss, looking at him as if he was looking at an enemy.

But in an instant, her eyes changed again, she was so innocent and weak.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you", Yang Zhimei picked up a handful of water and rinsed her mouth, and after spit it out, she said, "I'm fine, it's just that I drank too much wine, you can go."

Wei Shiying raised his eyebrows, he didn't believe that Yang Zhimei looked like this because he drank too much.

"This is my bar, I have an obligation to take care of you when you drink and vomit like this", Wei Shi should hold his arms, "otherwise I am afraid that you will complain that I have a problem with the wine here".

Yang Zhimei looked at him from the mirror, but she didn't expect that the very popular sunset bar turned out to be his industry.

She lowered her eyes and smiled, not very good-looking, "Don't worry, I'm not a person who ignores three points."

"Tsk, this is my territory, I can be wherever I want, you can't get rid of me."

Yang Zhimei was speechless, took a few pieces of paper, wiped the water on her face, and turned to leave.

He reasoned that he wouldn't leave, so she should go.

Wei Shiying saw that she didn't even say goodbye, and shook his head, he didn't expect that the well-behaved little girl when she was a child would grow up to be so angry.

Wei Shiying walked a long way behind her with his arms crossed.

Yang Zhimei didn't want to deal with him at first, but it was really bad to have someone following behind all the time.

She stood still and turned around, glaring at him, "Always follow *** what? Don't you have anything to do?"

Wei Shiying raised his eyebrows, looking innocent, "Who followed you?" I'm going home, the bar is just the way out, where am I going if I don't go here?"

Yang Zhimei took a deep breath and said, "......."

Okay, he's always been justified!

Wei Shiying saw Yang Zhimei throw her hand away, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, took out her mobile phone and dialed a call, "Drive my car to the door."

After hanging up the phone, he pushed the door and walked out, and saw Yang Zhimei standing on the side of the road anxiously waiting for a taxi.

But his sunset bar is already in a clean place, and there are few taxis passing by, and if she really takes a taxi here, it is estimated that she will not be able to leave for a week.

"Eh, why don't you drop a car?" , Wei Shiying walked slowly and leisurely to Yang Zhimei's side.

Yang Zhimei ignored him, if she could drip into the car, would she still use it to stand stupidly on the side of the road?

Yang Zhimei didn't speak, and Wei Shiying didn't speak until the manager drove his car.

He got into the car, drove out for a while, and suddenly turned the direction of the front of the car and stopped steadily in front of Yang Zhimei.

Lowered the window and hooked his fingers, "Come on, I'll send you back."

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Yang Zhimei, "......".

Although she felt that Wei Shiying owed a lot, she also knew that there was no taxi here, and someone would send it, and she would not sit in vain.

So Yang Zhimei opened the back seat door.

"What kind of back seat, I'm not your driver", Wei Shiying frowned, "Come forward!"

"That's a lot!" , Yang Zhimei muttered, slammed the car door, walked to the front angrily, opened it and got into the car.

She deliberately leaned the seat, and the boss's car shook twice, and then pulled the seat belt so long as if venting, and fastened it with a "click".

When he was done, he crossed his arms and stared blankly ahead.

Wei Shiying smiled helplessly, and asked while stepping on the accelerator, "Where to go?"

"The hotel opposite the film and television city," Yang Zhimei said dryly.

Wei Shiying sighed, stepped on the accelerator to the end, and the car ran out.

On the way, Yang Zhimei leaned her head against the backrest, looking at the brightly lit street scene outside the car window, and her mood widened for no reason.

Smelling the fresh lemon smell in the car, the nausea that was aroused by Mr. Zheng was also suppressed, and at the same time, he regretted being petty to Wei Shi before.

People kindly wanted to take care of her, but she became struggling.

Yang Zhimei took a deep breath and thought about apologizing to him before getting out of the car.

The sunset bar and hotel are not far away, almost half an hour by car.

When the car stopped steadily at the door of the hotel, Yang Zhimei unbuckled her seat belt, shook it twice, and turned to Wei Shiying's always clear eyes.

Before he could speak, he asked, "Are you feeling better this way?"

He saw her reach out and press the shadow of the lamp on the glass.

Yang Zhimei snorted and lowered her head like a little quail.

"Okay", Wei Shiying smiled and rubbed the top of her hair, and his voice was gentle, "Hurry up, I can't stay here longer."

Yang Zhimei was stunned by his action, and stared at him in surprise with a pair of big eyes, she didn't expect Wei Shiying to rub her hair at all!

She...... It's over, did she wash her hair today?

Wei Shi shouldn't have wiped his hand of oil!

Yang Zhimei cried in her heart.

"Don't get out of the car yet? What's the matter, you want to have an affair with me?" , Wei Shiying smiled evilly.

Yang Zhimei shook her head suddenly, pushed the door and got out of the car, as if there was a flood beast chasing her behind her.

Wei Shiying saw that she left without looking back, and felt a little uncomfortable.

He finally became the driver to send her back, so that he wouldn't unload the mill and kill the donkey to such a point, didn't he even say thank you?

was complaining, his car window door was knocked, and when he lowered it, he saw Yang Zhimei's delicate little face squeezed in the crack of the car, holding the glass with both hands, a little cute.

"Wei Shiying, thank you for sending me back. That, it was my fault to lose my temper with you before, so don't take it personally."

As she spoke, she sighed, "The smell of your car is good, go back and drive slowly, bye!"

Yang Zhimei waved at him, then turned around and ran towards the hotel.

Wearing a long black down jacket, his back is chubby, and he runs like a big penguin.

Wei Shiying smiled, the little complaint before disappeared, rolled up the car window in a good mood, and drove to the old mansion humming a song.

When he got home, the first thing he did was go to Su Su's room, and when he saw that she was on the phone, he was smiling crookedly.

Su Su saw him come in and quickly covered the microphone and glared at him, "Why didn't you knock on the door when you came in."

"If there's an emergency, hang up the phone!" Then he dragged a chair to her and sat down.

Su Su rolled her eyes, explained a few words to the other side of the phone and hung up.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Seeing Wei Shiying holding his arms, he rarely looked serious, "Let me ask you, do you know why Yang Zhimei didn't film after graduating from junior high school?"