When Qin Jin and Bai Jiangliu rushed to the private room, Feng Qingyi still hadn't recovered from that life and death battle. He looked at the two as if they were his family, and then suddenly rushed over, "I was scared to death. I almost thought my soul had returned to hell!"
Seeing that he was fine, his face turned a bit pale, and Qin Shiyuan laughed and gave him a kick, "What do you mean 'your father'? Is there anyone as cowardly as you? "Go, drink a cup of wine to calm yourself!"
After saying that, he and River Stream looked around the huge room before they saw the people drinking wine in the dark.
"Pa!" The dark room was as bright as day.
Teng Yi Yang narrowed his eyes. He wasn't used to the sudden light, so he saw two familiar figures walking towards him. His face was full of sympathy and pity.
"Don't try to persuade me, if you are brothers, then drink."
The well-prepared words of consolation were immediately blocked by him. Qin Shiyuan and Bai Jiangliu glanced at each other before sitting down opposite to him. Each of them then picked up a bottle of wine and opened its lid, directly drinking it.
Teng Yiyang curled his lips and said, "You're quite loyal, you won't leave until you're drunk tonight!"
After saying that, he put down the empty bottle, opened up another bottle, and took a drink.
Qin Wuyuan slightly stretched out his leg and kicked the bottle next to his feet. He looked down, and the corner of his eye twitched as he saw six or seven empty bottles lined up side by side. Adding to the empty bottles on the table, he had drunk almost one case by himself.
At this time, Feng Qingyi came over and faced the astonished eyes of Zhen Yuan. He nodded his head heavily, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Yi Yang pouring wine and drinking beer instead of red wine.
Beer is more intoxicating than wine.
Thus, this person had come here today to buy wine.
The three of them looked at each other. Yi Yang had been provoked by Ji Anan tonight!
In the blink of an eye, the man had taken out two more bottles.
Bai Jiangliu could not bear to watch any longer. He directly grabbed the wine that he was about to grab and placed it heavily on the table on the other side, "Yi Yang, what are you doing?"
Teng Yiyang didn't even bat an eyelid as he stretched his hand towards the other bottle with a carefree smile on his face, "Drink, what else can I do?"
Bai Jiangliu's anger flared up as he simply took away the remaining two bottles of wine. "Is it worth it just for the sake of Ji An'an?"
"Only I know if it's worth it or not. Give me the wine."
There was no more wine on the table, so he raised his eyes and looked at Ye Zichen.
When the three of them saw his gaze, they were all stunned.
When he entered the room earlier, it was dark inside and his expression could not be seen.
When he turned on the light, he kept drinking and did not meet him.
It was only now that he could clearly see that the normally unruly and indifferent eyes were now suffused with red threads, anxiety, impatience, unwillingness, and pain …
The words that couldn't possibly appear on this proud son of heaven appeared on him today.
While Bai Jiangliu was stunned, Teng Yi Yang directly took back the wine bottle and chuckled, "Is it that surprising?" "Don't be surprised, this is the real me every night for the past few years."
He bit off the cap of the bottle, the bitter wine spreading between his teeth. It was just like the astringency in his throat when she said her last sentence to him today.
That's why he chose to drink it.
Bai Jiangliu regained his senses and wanted to snatch the bottle away, but he was stopped by Qin Junyuan.
Qin Wuyuan shook his head, "Let him be. Since he hid his emotions from us for so many years, it's clear that he has reached his limit." If you don't let him vent his anger once, I'm afraid you'll suffocate. "
In truth, not to mention Zhenyuan, the two of them were able to comprehend it as well.
Bai Jiangliu let out a heavy sigh, sat back on the sofa, picked up the bottle and took a gulp.
Perhaps Feng Qingyi took the bottle and drank it.
Those who were used to drinking foreign wine also tasted the wine that they had drunk when they were young. It was rather strange, but they were mostly bitter for their good friends.
Qin Wuyuan took out a cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and lit it up. Smoke curled up around him, and he silently accompanied him.
After all, of the four of them, at least one of them had to be clear-headed.
On the screen of the phone, there was a young girl with a smile like a flower. She was seventeen or eighteen years old, beautiful and beautiful, and when she thought about the people who were distant from her all over, he couldn't help but look for her number. Without any hesitation, he dialled her number.
At this moment, Ji An had already returned home. He took off his makeup and was sitting in the hall with the Bei brothers, watching television.
One was doing business with a notebook, the other was playing a game, and she was the only one watching TV.
At this moment, his phone rang.
Because of the banquet, she had muted her voice, so at this time, the phone vibrated slightly, not affecting the two dedicated people.
When she saw the phone number, she was stunned for a moment before hanging up without any hesitation.
Just as he hung up, another sound rang out. There were several times in a row. Ji An was afraid that the people around him would be suspicious. He stood up and walked towards the balcony.
Closing the glass door, the heat wave from outside immediately swept over. She frowned and pressed the answer button.
She did not speak, nor did she speak. There was only the light sound of breathing.
The two were silent.
She had just come out of the air-conditioning room, and the cold had been replaced by the heat outside.
"I'm fine, so I'm hanging up."
With that, the other side opened his mouth and said in a somewhat hoarse and low voice, "It's me."
She sighed lightly, naturally knowing that it was him.
Even if that number didn't exist, it had long since been etched into his heart.
Since when was this person so devoted to her? The number hadn't been changed in the past few years.
In the past, he would change his number from time to time.
She still said the same thing, "If there's nothing else, I'll be hanging up."
"An An, don't hang up yet." As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, and his voice lowered by several degrees. "Is he by your side?"
"En." Ning subconsciously glanced around the room, clenching his phone tightly.
The other side went silent.
At this late hour, he was still by her side. Alone and alone, thinking of the two's intimate figure at the banquet, it was clear that …
After waiting for three seconds, the other party didn't say anything. Ji Anan hung up the phone and directly placed him on the blacklist.
She looked at the sky full of stars and pursed her lips bitterly. Let's do it this way.
On the other side.
Teng Yiyang called her over and over, but his voice was always cold. He thought of another man replacing him, hugging her, kissing her, even more intimately. The fire in his chest grew brighter and brighter, as if it was going to burn him.
He slammed the phone onto the ground, his eyes bloodshot.
He had to admit that he was mad with jealousy.
Feng Qingyi and the other two were startled by his sudden outburst, and they immediately saw him drink wine, not caring about his life.
After a few bottles, he smashed the bottle to the ground, grabbed the car keys from the table, and strode towards the door.