Chapter 693

Joyce immediately felt something was wrong. "What's the matter with you? Did you cry? Is it because of paying dust again? "

At the mention of Fu Chen, Qiao Si's anger doesn't come. In such a short time, Zhao Yang has suffered a lot because of him.

She glared at Jing zhehan fiercely, and the other party was obviously confused. She turned her mouth innocently, indicating that it had nothing to do with her.

"No, I was in a bad mood for a while. After talking to you for a few words, I feel much better now."

Zhao Yang didn't want to talk too much about this evening's events, so he quickly moved the topic to other places.

"Don't change the subject, is it because of Fu Chen?"

Qiao Si too knows Zhao Yang, how can easily let her muddle through, the sentiment matter most has no reason to say.

Clearly know each other is not the most suitable for their own people, but also like moths, desperate toward the fire.

Even though all the truth in her heart was clear, as a friend, Jos could not turn a blind eye and watch her jump into the fire pit.

"It's so late. Go to bed early! "

Zhao Yang was afraid that joss would continue to ask, so he hurriedly dealt with it. Without waiting for Jos to reply, he hung up all of a sudden.

Jos frowned and put the phone on the table. Jing chihan naturally noticed her unhappy expression at this time.

"What's the matter?"

He grabbed her small hand, tightly in the hands, seems to want to comfort her mood at this time, the mouth casually asked.

"How do I know what's wrong? Ask your good friend

It's said that crows are generally black in the world, and those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to Mo are black. Jing chihan and Fu Chen are so good friends that they are likely to be infected with some habits, right?

Thinking about this, joss would tightly fix his eyes on Jing chihan's face, as if he wanted to stare at something.

Jing chihan looked at her expression and immediately understood it. He raised his hands to both sides of his head as if in a surrendering posture. "I'm a good man. Don't doubt me just because of Fu Chen and Zhao Yang."

Joss snorted coldly. Although he seemed to be angry, he still believed in him. After all, after so long, there were so many changes in the middle, and Jing zhehan never gave up and left her.

"By the way, I'll be discharged tomorrow. Today, I have asked Li Li to ask the doctor for me. The doctor said that there is no problem when I leave the hospital, that is, I have to review on time. "

As Jing chihan said, he carefully watched Jos's expression. As expected, Jos's face turned black when he heard that he was going to leave the hospital.

"Don't you want to recuperate in the hospital? Why are you going to leave the hospital all of a sudden? "

And I didn't come to inform her until I had made up my mind.

"There is a very important meeting to be held tomorrow morning. As the president, I must be present."

Jing zhehan just vaguely tells Jos about the general situation. In fact, this will be about the plan. Seeing Jos's relaxed appearance in the evening, he knows that she has completed the two plans.

The meeting was settled long ago, which was one of the reasons why he was so eager to let Jos make two plans in one day.

"But... You are not well yet!"

Hearing that it was the company, joss knew that she had no reason to stop him, but she was worried about his body. After all, the knife went so deep into his thigh that if she didn't recuperate well, she didn't know if there would be any sequelae.

Jing zhehan didn't speak. He just stretched out a hand and pulled joss into his arms. He hugged her tightly. His mouth covered Jos's ear and comforted her, "I'm ok. Don't worry."

In the left bar, the singer on the stage twists and dances with the music.

Colorful neon lights shine on people's faces, creating an ambiguous atmosphere. Men and women on the dance floor are very close to each other, but their hearts are very far apart.

Fu Chen sat in the corner of the bar, drinking and looking at all kinds of faces.

Some enchanting, some charming, some pure and beautiful, but no matter what kind, but only less that heart.

And all the time, I linger in the bar, about also to use the night Sheng Xiao to crowd out the empty loneliness in my heart.

He chuckled, picked up the bottle from the table and poured it into his mouth.

Spicy wine down the throat straight to the chest, hot temperature, as if just cold, slowly melting away.

"What? Another man drinking here? "

Familiar voice from the position next to upload, pay dust turned his head to look at the side of the body, the corners of the mouth passed a smile.

It's a coincidence that every time he comes to the left bar, he meets her.

"Mupeihan, are you really haunted? How can I meet you every time I come here? "

It seems that she is half drunk. Fu Chen reaches out a hand and grabs her head. He shakes her left and right. His two eyes coldly look at her still delicate face. The voice in his mouth is a little hazy because of alcohol, which makes people hard to hear.

Mu Peihan pulls his hand off, takes out a box of cigarettes from his handbag, takes out one and hands it to Fu Chen. Seeing that he takes it over, he takes out another one and puts it in his mouth.

"If I say it's a coincidence, do you believe it? You didn't inform me in advance. How could I know you would be here? This is fate. Some people are predestined, while others are not

"What kind do you and I belong to?"

Fu Chen inhaled the cigarette in his hand. The mist rose and spread in circles. He looked at the woman beside him and asked casually.

"They don't belong to each other. You and I belong to the kind who are predestined to each other, ha ha."

Silver bell like laughter from mu Peihan's voice, intermittent issued, it seems that did not expect that he would say such words, she shook her head, the wine on the table up, drink.

Two people's drunkenness gradually deepened, Fu Chen looked at the hazy figure in front of him, and the shape of the woman coincided with Zhao Yang's face.

He looked at her. No matter how he shook his head, he couldn't see clearly. He was mumbling in his mouth.

"Zhao Yang? Why are you here? "

"Ah? What did you say? "

Mu Peihan seems to hear some movement, she will ear toward the direction of pay dust and close some.

Who knows, the other side did not answer, the whole person fell on her.

Mu Peihan pointed to Fu Chen, who had been sleeping in the past. He laughed and complained, "don't you drink very much? Why not now? "

Push him to the sofa next to her, she continued to drink, until she finally fell drunk on Fu Chen's body, two people up and down, completely fell into a state of unconsciousness.