Chapter 743

Ji Yan decided not to eat.

He turned to the restaurant and walked towards bosijing and Yunhua.

He looked at them suspiciously: "if you don't say, I won't eat. What's going on? You two don't look right

Looking at Ji Yan, Yun Hua couldn't help swallowing his saliva. "Mr. Ji, you'd better eat first. I'm afraid later You missed breakfast. Hangover people, it's better to eat something. "

Ji Yan's eyes narrowed up, "don't worry, talk about it. What's the matter?"

"You have breakfast first." The boss said.

Ji Yan's eyes directly turned to Bo Si Qing, "Bo Er, do you sell off too?"

"It's not a matter of fact. You have breakfast first. I'll organize the language." Said Bo Siqing.

"Do you still need organizational language?" Ji Yan's voice rose abruptly, and his eyes changed. "Oh, don't you tell me what's going on? Even you need to organize the language, so What's going on? Is it the imperial capital No, no, it shouldn't be... "

It's impossible to take Ji Yan for cloud painting.

She said directly, "OK, OK, it's ok if you don't eat. Miss Ji, how much do you remember last night

"What happened last night?" Ji Yan frowned and looked at the cloud painting for a long time before he said, "what happened last night?"

Cloud painting is speechless to the extreme.

She's so nervous!

But Ji Yan is still a hangover

Collapse.

Yun Hua said in a hurry: "it's about having dinner with director Li last night."

"Oh oh Dinner, what's the matter? " Ji Yan is still at a loss. He doesn't know what's going on.

Cloud painting is really nothing to say.

"Last night, you had a drink, and then, do you remember how you left the hotel?" Cloud painting patience asked.

Ji Yan scratched his head: "didn't you bring me back?"

"Do you remember?"

"Cloud painting, what about your IQ? I don't want IQ in love. " Ji Yan rolled his eyes. "Do you still need to remember? You're both here, and I'm here. What else don't you understand

Cloud painting:

How do you want to beat people?

Bo Si Qing pulled a cloud painting, let her sit down, he looked at Ji Yan, "show you a picture."

"Look at the picture?" Ji Yan is a little confused.

Bo Si Qing took out his mobile phone and opened the album. He hesitated for a moment and pressed the pictures to the front photos.

That's another picture of cloud painting's mother Jiang Huanqing, two photos of her head bowed and her side face in her teens, and a front photo of her 14-5-year-old with four other girls.

Ji Yan took the phone to see the photos suspiciously.

"Who is this?" While looking at it, Ji Yan pressed the left and right buttons and looked back, "isn't this sister Qing? This is a picture of how old sister Qing is. It looks so tender. "

"Wait a minute." Cloud painting suddenly opened.

Ji Yan looked up and said, "what's the matter?"

Yun Hua bit his lip and hesitated for a moment and asked, "Ji Yan, I heard about your little aunt last night. How old was your little aunt lost?"

"Nine years old, ten years old, birthday is not yet." Ji Yan said, "what's the matter?"

"You certainly haven't seen your little aunt, but don't you have a picture of your little aunt in your family?" Cloud painting asked again.

Ji Yan shrugged: "there's a hundred sunshine photos of my little aunt, a year old photo, and a picture of my little aunt just learning to walk Then, there may be a picture of my aunt being held by my second grandfather when I was a child The other photos are gone. "

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