Jiang Jingming sneered and said, "who knows what kind of madness he is smoking?"

In retrospect, six years ago, Jiang Jingming didn't remember what happened. He just remembered that Huo Jingchen seemed to have changed himself overnight. He became increasingly moody and unpredictable.

Before he got off the bus, Jiang Jingming threw Zhao Siqing's gift to her, and then said, "Gu Anhui is also there."

Zhao Siqing looked up at him and said slowly, "I know who invited her."

Her eyebrows are cold, and her eyes are thin when she doesn't laugh.

Seeing her a vengeful posture, Jiang Jingming's eyes flashed a bit of ponder, and diaoyerlang said, "it's not me anyway."

Zhao Siqing dropped his eyes and did not ask again. They went to the nightclub together.

Jiang Jingming put his hand on her shoulder and joked, "Tut, I really remember my revenge."

Zhao Siqing took away his hand and glanced at him lightly: "then I will introduce some handsome guys to Jiang chuduo."

Mentioning the name Jiang ChuChu, Jiang Jingming's face darkened instantly.

"What did Huo Jingchen tell you?" He spoke in a deep voice. The man who had been a bit loose and careless seemed to be touched with something untouchable in a moment. His eyes were gloomy.

Zhao Siqing turned to look at him, but did not speak.

Huo Jingchen did mention two sentences that day, but Zhao Siqing didn't know much.

But even so, she could see that this woman named Jiang ChuChu must be different to Jiang Jingming.

I've known Jiang Jingming for a long time, and I've seen the women around him change from wave to wave. He's usually cynical. Only when he mentions the name Jiang ChuChu, can he have that complicated and depressed mood.

When they got into the elevator together, Zhao Siqing looked at the silent man beside him, and suddenly felt a little upset.

She was hesitating how to open her mouth. Jiang Jingming lowered his eyes and sneered, "it's just a woman I'm tired of playing with. You can introduce as many as you want."

Zhao Siqing glanced at him, but did not speak.

He is a man who is usually fooling around. Apart from the arrogance and domineering that come out of his bones, there is little emotional expression.

But at the moment, when he said this, he pressed down the corner of his lips and his masseter muscles were stiff, which was obviously insincere.

Zhao Siqing takes back his sight and doesn't want to pry into his friends' privacy and emotions with his so-called professional things.

*

soon, the elevator door opened, the light in the corridor was dim, and the walls on both sides of the corridor were covered with various European famous paintings.

There is a light fragrance in the air. The loud music and laughter are endless. It's noisy and lively.

Zhao Siqing and Jiang Jingming stopped at a box at the end of the corridor, and the door opened. It was a strong smell of smoke and alcohol, mixed with perfume and the confusion of hormones.

The area of the box is very large. It looks like it's about 100 square meters.

Along with the huge display screen, the music is loud, and under the changeable and flashing laser lights and downlights, there are all men and women in bright clothes. It's just amazing that the lights here are red, wine and gold.

After they entered the box, Jiang did not care about her.

For a time, people's eyes fell on Zhao Siqing, looking up and down, and the bottom of their eyes inevitably flashed.

"Two little, your girl? Two little eyes are as fierce as ever. " Someone can't help but talk.

Jiang Jingming chuckled and didn't want to explain to him, but dangerlang said, "I dare not."