Chapter 131

The same bar, the same private room, so big private room only Zhou Zeyu sitting inside, a cup after a cup of drinking red wine.

this is Zhou Zeyu's little indulgence. He used to dislike the taste of the red wine, and thought it was too tasty, neither white nor strong as a Baijiu, but it was refreshing to drink today. But it tastes like a love to Su Xiaoran.

When Yang Jiayang is still bothered by Li at home, he receives a call from Zhou Zeyu. If he meets a savior, he leaves Li at home and runs out.

Yang Yang just entered the bar, the bar owner came over and said: "he is in 201, but the mood seems not quite right."

The bar owner's hint reminds Yang Jiayang of Zhou Zeyu's search for Su Xiaoran during the day. It seems that most of it has something to do with Su Xiaoran.

Yang Jiayang's mouth rose unconsciously, and he was secretly pleased. A few days ago, he was still laughing at his eldest son Zhou. Today, he was folded on Su Xiaoran.

"This is the wine he ordered." The owner of the bar took a bottle of red wine from the bar and handed it to Yang Jiayang.

Yang Jiayang smile more proud, whispered: "even drink red wine, it seems that the abuse is not light."

Then Yang Jiayang said to the bar owner, "bring me a bottle of white."

The owner of the bar naturally knew Yang Jiayang's preference and immediately handed the bottle to him.

Yang Jiayang took two bottles of wine and walked to 201 in a flash.

201 is the largest and most luxurious private room in this bar. As long as Yang Jiayang and Zhou Zeyu appear, no matter who is sitting in it, they will be invited to leave immediately. Having been able to run such a big bar in H city for so many years, the bar owner still has some means, but some words are unspeakable.

Yang Jiayang pushed open the door of 201, made an exaggerated expression, and said aloud: "beauties, I'm here."

But

As soon as I looked, there was only Zhou Zeyu sitting in it.

In the past, even if Zhou Zeyu didn't like beautiful women, as long as he asked Yang Jiayang to come out, he would politely order a few company. Today, there is no one.

"None of them..." Yang Jiayang was disappointed, but he was more curious about why Zhou Zeyu was so disappointed today. "Brother, why drink red.

said Yang Yang Yang poured Zhou Zeyu a glass of Baijiu to his eyes, "brothers, life is a hundred flavors, to dry."

Chou chuckled and said, "when did you become a poet? The taste of life comes from your mouth. It's not as charming as your saying," more beauties. "

With that, Zhou Zeyu drank the red wine in the glass, then took the red wine Yang Jiayang brought in and opened it skillfully with a bottle opener. "Would you like a drink?" he asked

"Forget it, I prefer white." Yang Jiayang looked at the red wine bottle that had been drunk by Zhou Zeyu in a daze and thought, this boy is not afraid to get drunk here. Is he coming to revenge himself today.

But look at Zhou Zeyu's appearance, there should be trouble, Yang Jiayang did not intend to stop.

"What's the matter? Now you can say it. " Yang Jiayang couldn't restrain his curiosity and asked directly.

But Zhou Zeyu ignored Yang Jiayang's problem and continued to drink red wine, cup after cup.

Zhou Zeyu is in such a state that he seems to be directly drunk today.

The strength of the wine, Zhou Zeyu has some dizzy, suddenly blurted out: "Jiayang, I want to be a father, from small to large, you can never win me..."