Chapter One Hundred and One
"Yes, every time, anyway, it's for me, I finish my work every time, and it's almost time to come back, how can I have time to play, Shi An's arrangement is very tight, my words are like this, such as assistants and agents, this kind of work must be busier than me, it's not as simple as you think."
"Oh, then I'm still, forget it, you just treat me as nonsense, hahahaha, here, eat lobster, this restaurant tastes amazing, why didn't I find it before."
When Su He heard what Shi An said, he began to pretend to be crazy and stupid to divert the topic, but Shi An didn't take it seriously, so he knew that he was talking crazy after drinking.
"Well, I'll order this lobster in the future."
"Okay, let's order this."
After the two finished eating, Shi An took away the garbage, Su He was a little drunk, and Shi An was fine.
"Xiao An, I want to sing, do you have a microphone here?"
"Yes, I'll get it for you."
"Okay, I'll wait for you."
After debugging the equipment, Su He began to show his singing voice.
"On your heart, fly freely, damn ex-boyfriend, I wish you to walk and hit the wall."
sang two sentences, made up two sentences, and then handed the microphone to Shi An with great interest.
"Bastards are going to get cold sooner or later—"
Shi An improvised to continue.
"The ability of the bastard can only be achieved like this, after leaving me, the road will not be smooth, and it will be peaceful!"
Su He continued to sing, and after singing this sentence, Su He put down the microphone and sat down on the sofa, his tears flowed uncontrollably, and the flow was too turbulent.
"Breaking up with me is his loss."
Shi An looked at Su He like this, his eyes were full of heartache, and he also cried, and walked over to hug Su He.
"It's going to be fine."
"Su He, it will get better."
At that time, Shi An really didn't have a good impression of love, whether it was his previous experience of first love, or what happened to Su He now, love seemed to be a sad thing.
Shi An received Yu Fan's WeChat.
Yu Fan: Tang Yijie's clothes, haven't they been returned yet?
Shi An thought about it, and the clothes seemed to have been taken away by Jiang Du.
So he sent a message to Jiang Du.
Shi An: Is the dress from that day still with you, the one I soiled with milk tea.
Jiang Du looked at the message sent by Shi An and suddenly remembered.
Jiang Du: The clothes are at the dry cleaning shop, and I haven't picked them up yet.
Shi An: Okay, let him get it himself.
Jiang Du: Huh? Do you have his contact information?
Jiang Du's jealousy came up all of a sudden, didn't he just finish the fight, why, when did he have someone's contact information???!!!
Shi An: I didn't, he was a friend of a friend of mine, and he asked me if my clothes were here, and I sent him a message and asked them to go and get them themselves.
After Jiang Du looked at the news, he stabilized, and Bai became nervous.
Jiang Du: Yes.
Jiang Du originally planned to do the same.
Shi An: The clothes are in the dry cleaner, anyway, it's the same dry cleaner, you can go and get it yourself.
Yu Fan: Okay, okay.