"Ye Bing, what time is it? You are leaving without a few drinks?"
"That's right. It's still early to play. You're going to go abroad soon. I don't know when I can get together again. I don't know if I'm drunk tonight."
Ye Bing turned her head and twisted her eyebrows helplessly: "brothers and sisters, I also want to play with you more, but I have to deal with my work when I go home. I can't get drunk."
"What kind of class do you really go out to? If you're not good enough, you have to listen to other people's instructions and earn that wage that hasn't been paid by your family for an hour, why not?"
All of us are rich gentlemen of the upper class, and they are familiar with it. There is no other meaning in saying this. In their opinion, it is the truth.
Ye Bing glared at them, "what do you know? I do what I like before they force me to the company. I'll go home first. I'll record my account tonight and I'll leave first."
Ye Bing went out and was still struggling with the overseas phone call that he couldn't hear, until he suddenly ran into a meat wall.
Bearing the pain, ye Bing quickly raised his head, "I'm sorry, I'm..."
Before he finished speaking, ye Bing looked at the man's position after lying in shock. He ran up to the table and said, "Bo Hao, how can you be here?"
She never expected that Jing Bohao, who had not met for a long time, appeared in front of her.
Without paying attention to Ye Bing's question, Jing Bohao coldly looks at a large section of Ye Bing which is short of him in front of him. "Ye Bing, it seems that what I told you must have been ignored, right?"
Er
Why does Bo Hao have such a good memory? After talking about things for so long, he still remembers that he raises his head to look at the man in front of him. Ye Bing's eyes are somewhat guilty of dodging.
"Bo Hao, I don't want to come here. My colleagues have to drag me to the company party, so I came."
Then he lowered his head and didn't look at Jing Bohao. He was waiting for his training!
But after more than ten seconds did not hear Jing Bohao's voice, ye Bing looked up in disbelief, but found that Jing Bohao had moved away.
He quickly stepped up, grabbed Jing Bohao's sleeve, looked at him tentatively, and then said, "Bo Hao, are you angry with me?"
“……”
Looking at Jing Bohao who is silent, ye Bing's first intuition knows that he must have something on his mind. Otherwise, how could a very cold boss like him suddenly come to the bar? Moreover, he always treats himself as his sister. He finds that what she has done wrong is always direct and explicit, but now he is silent and silent, which can only prove that something has happened to him and he is not in the mood.
"Bo Hao, you are in a bad mood now, aren't you? What happened?"
At ordinary times, no matter what happens to Bo Hao, he will not be so depressed. Looking at his expressionless face, ye Bing feels very distressed.
It is his calm face that makes her feel distressed. He has experienced too much from childhood to adulthood. Every time when he is really sad, he always hides and licks his own wounds.
Helplessly, he followed his steps to Jing Bohao's position, sat down next to him, and quietly accompanied him without saying a word.
The best effect of comforting him is to be able to accompany him quietly and feel his pain and depression. Seeing Jing Bohao drink one cup after another, ye Bing frowns tightly. What happened to him?
Let him so sad, is it the company's business? But Bo Hao never worried about the company's affairs!
Holding out Jing Bohao's glass, ye Bing looks at him with a little helplessness, "what happened to Bohao?"
"Give me the wine!" Without answering her question, Jing Bohao looks at her coldly.
"Don't drink any more. You can see how many empty bottles you have on your table. It's very harmful to drink so much wine. Shall we go home?"
When Jing Bohao heard the word "go home", he couldn't help laughing.
Go home? He doesn't have a home. He is the only one in the cold villa. What kind of home is that?
"It's very late now. You go back first. I'll leave after a while."
"If you don't go, I won't go either. I'll stay with you here. Bo Hao, don't let me go. Don't you know my character from childhood to adulthood?"
Looking at Ye Bing in front of him, Jing Bohao doesn't speak any more.
It was because he knew her character that he didn't want her here to be sad with him.
Seeing that Jing Bohao didn't say anything more, ye Bing put down her cup. She knew that no matter what she said, Bohao would not change her decision to drink here.
I don't know how long, the table has been full of wine bottles, Jing Bohao seems to have not drunk enough, a cup of wine into his mouth.
He thought that he would not be sad when he was drunk, but why would he be more sober when he drank more? The pain in his heart still told him what happened today.
His mind always replays the scene he saw at the door of the hospital. Dong Yichen hugs her and turns around happily because her child hasn't been knocked out.Seeing the two of them brimming with happy smile, at that time, his heart seemed to be severely torn apart, and his breath was so hot that he was about to suffocate.
Ye Bing looks at Jing Bohao in the eyes slowly filled with bitterness, heart also followed by sad, she has now guessed why Bo Hao is sad.
But she wanted to feel sorry for him
"Bo Hao, you're because of Mies, right?"
As soon as ye Bing's voice fell, he saw that Jing Bohao's cup, which he had just sent to his mouth, stopped for a few seconds, and then drank it all.
It seems that she guessed well that there is anyone else who can make him so sad now, except mith.
It's late at night unconsciously. Jing Bohao is almost drunk. Ye Bing looks at Jing Bohao who is drunk on the sofa. He doesn't know how to get him home.
He was stunned for a long time and called for some waiters. It took a lot of effort to lift Jing Bohao into the car.
It's already early in the morning. Where does she want to send Bo hao? It's too late to go back to the villa. He doesn't want to disturb sister Su and rest.
Well, let's forget it. Throw him into the hotel.
After that, ye Bing drove to a hotel invested by jingbohao.
Ye Bing finds several hotel managers to carry Jing Bohao into the presidential suite with her.
Looking at Jing Bohao lying on the bed, ye Bing covers her chest and gasps constantly. To know that a tall man like Bohao, even if she just carries an arm, she is very tired.
After a long rest, ye Bing went into the bathroom to wet the towel and went back to the room to wipe Jing Bohao's face.
Ye Bing is obsessed with his delicate and perfect face. Even though she has known Bo Hao since childhood, she has never been tired of seeing his face.
Slowly with a towel to wipe his eyebrows, eyes, nose, ye Bing feel very happy at this time.
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