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Chapter 6702 peach-flavored lipstick (6)

"How long did the phone call last? He doesn't regard us as friends."

"Maybe it's an important call."

"No matter how important it is, why is it important to celebrate your birthday today? And we have agreed in advance to handle everything well, and we won't get home until we get drunk tonight."

"Mr. Yan, don't be angry. I will ask Mr. Ji to drink a few more drinks later."

"Then go and urge it."

"Mr. Yan, I don't dare."

"You don't dare to do this? I'll go." Yan Jia stood up, his movements were too large, and he almost turned over his chair.

He also drank a lot of wine. He was so drunk that he rushed out of the living room and shouted: "Ji Changmu!"

Ji Changmu was furious with Qiao Muyuan, and yelled at the other end of the phone: "I've told you three times, but you still don't understand? I said you bought your university, so I didn't blame you at all, right? Do you think you can use your brain?

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But as soon as he finished speaking, Ji Changmu lost his temper.

If she had used her brain, she wouldn't have been coaxed around by him. The clothes he was wearing were all bought by the little girl.

Forget it, forget it.

The little girl gets anxious when she is wronged. When she gets anxious, she cries: "Ji Changmu! You are so damaged! Let me tell you again, I got into my university seriously! I got in!"

Ji Changmu saw Yan Jia from a distance and knew that he had been on the phone for too long, so he said to Qiao Muyuan: "I'll call you again tomorrow. That's it for today."

"We haven't finished the topic just yet!"

"Tell me tomorrow."

"Then let's talk tomorrow. When will you be free tomorrow? I'll arrange the time."

"I'll tell you the topic, and I'll call you when I'm free. You should be ready at any time."

"But it's only after seven o'clock now."

"I have something to do."

"Okay, okay, Professor, please do your business." Qiao Muyuan did not pester him.

Ji Changmu finally breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his eyebrows, and felt his temples twitching.

Today is his birthday, so he won't be angry with her.

Yan Jia had already walked to the balcony and heard a girl's voice: "Lao Ji, which woman are you talking on the phone?"

"client."

"The person who dares to call you at night must be a big customer."

"Ignore her." Ji Changmu lowered his eyebrows and replied before coming out from the balcony.

"You made the call for so long, how will you be punished later?"

"I punish myself with three drinks."

With that said, he walked into the restaurant.

Ji Changmu was very trustworthy. After drinking three large glasses of wine, his face turned slightly red and he asked the servant to lower the temperature of the heating in the restaurant.

Yan Jia and a few other friends poured him a few more drinks. The men gathered together and just drank. The food on the table was almost untouched.

When chatting happily, several people can talk about anything without any scruples.

Yan Jia smoked a cigarette and looked at Ji Changmu who was lazily leaning on the seat and drinking: "Old Ji, are Tong Qian and her son here to celebrate your birthday tonight? Everyone is here, why don't you let them in?

Have a meal?”

"You like women and children at the table?"

"Uh." Of course Yan Jia didn't like it, especially the children.

Qi Liangyu also took a puff of cigarette and asked: "Lao Ji, isn't she your ex-girlfriend? Why is she still in contact with you? You seem to take good care of her, and even arranged a job for her last time."

"I have my reasons."

"Then her son Chaochao...whose is it? Where is the child's father?"

"This is her privacy. I don't like to intrude on other people's privacy." Ji Changmu didn't know who Chaochao's father was, and he wasn't interested in knowing.
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