Chapter 2241 Cheng Yuzhi Holds Her Hand
It was raining outside the bar, and the colorful lights were blurred in the rain, creating a shallow halo of light.
Halfway through the drink, Ye Jiaqi was already extremely drunk.
Whenever Ning An mentioned Song Shaoyan, she would scold him for her.
It wasn't enough to scold him in the bar, she also snatched Ning An's cell phone away.
Ning'an was also half-drunk, her cheeks were red and her head ached.
Ye Jiaqi dialed Song Shaoyan's number: "Song Shaoyan, you bastard, why don't you be nice to An An? What's wrong with An An? If I were a man, I would marry her."
Song Shaoyan was at home all day and didn't go anywhere. He just sat downstairs after taking a shower.
As a result, I received such a phone call.
"Did you go out drinking with her?" Song Shaoyan said coldly.
"Do you admit that you are a bastard? Huh?" Ye Jiaqi became bolder.
"Which bar are you in?" Song Shaoyan suppressed his anger.
No wonder I haven't come back at ten o'clock. It turned out that I went out to drink, and I'm brave enough.
He hasn't seen Ning An go to a bar since they got married. He thought she wouldn't go to that kind of place. He really underestimated her.
"You don't care which bar we are in, do you think you are worthy of An An? She married a girl in the capital, and she met a bastard and a heartless man, do you think you are worthy of her..."
"Song Shaoyan, you are just a turtle bastard. Why do you bully An An? Why..."
"Good times..." Ning An had a headache, she grabbed the phone and hung up.
"Let me tell you..." Ye Jiaqi was so drunk that she held her forehead, but she hadn't finished speaking yet.
Only half of what was said.
Song Shaoyan realized that the matter was serious and both women were drunk.
Otherwise, with Ning An's character, he would never pick a fight with him.
His deep eyes showed coldness and depth, and the light in his eyes cooled down little by little.
Okay, I'm very brave.
Song Shaoyan immediately called his own people to conduct a thorough investigation of the Beijing bar.
Song Shaoyan's network of connections in the capital was very strong. Basically, if he made a phone call, he would receive a response within ten minutes.
Sure enough, the owner of a bar quickly called him.
Song Shaoyan changed out of his pajamas, picked a white shirt at random, put on a windbreaker and walked out.
It's still raining outside, pattering.
The cold rain fell on the car glass, splashing droplets of water.
Water droplets slid down the glass and gathered into lines, and the wipers kept scraping.
The wind was not strong, but because of the rain, the temperature dropped and it was extremely cold.
Still feeling angry, he stepped on the accelerator and drove straight to the bar.
As soon as he entered, he saw Ning An and Ye Jiaqi sitting side by side on the sofa, smiling at the two young men on the sofa opposite.
In the corner.
Ye Jiaqi held his chin with both hands, and Ning An held his forehead.
Both of them had drunken blushes on their faces, and they looked admiringly at the beaming little brother in front of them.
"Let me tell you a story. It was told by a friend of mine when I was walking through the desert." The little brother looked attentive.
Ye Jiaqi nodded repeatedly: "Tell me, tell me."
"There was a village. There was a temple next to the village. There was a beautiful girl named Xiaofang in the village. One day, Xiaofang became pregnant out of wedlock. The villagers were very angry. They arrested her and beat her. They wanted to soak her in a pig cage and asked her about the father of the child.
Who it was, Xiaofang said it belonged to the monk in the temple. The villagers arrested the monk for questioning. When the monk admitted it, the villagers beat him to death. But, twenty years later, a miracle happened..."
Chapter completed!