Chapter 28

LAN Jingyan will come down soon. She is afraid that he will see Fu Zhiran.

……

"Fu Zhiran, you know them."

After getting off the elevator, Wang Qiong began to chase Fu Zhiran.

Fu Zhiran said softly, "a former neighbor."

Then she immediately changed the subject, "go and have a drink with me."

"Drink?" Wang Qiong frowns and looks at Fu Zhiran suspiciously.

Fu Zhiran pick eyebrows, "how? I'm single again. I've said goodbye to the scum man in your mouth. Isn't it worth celebrating? "

Just after the moon came to the top of the tree, there was no one in the bar at this point.

Fu Zhiran and Wang Qiong sat in the corner and ordered a table of beer.

"Fu Zhiran, it's not like you."

Fu Zhiran bottle after bottle, already drunk can't distinguish the southeast and northwest, she also want to reach for wine, Wang Qiong stop her, "you don't drink, you and Rong Yue that slag divorce, shouldn't be happy."

"Yes, so I asked you to celebrate with me." Fu Zhiran nodded with a smirk and reached for the bottle again.

Wang Qiong didn't stop her. She just frowned and looked at her depressed. "You're not celebrating. It's like your husband was robbed. You're here to drink."

Fu Zhiran pursed her lips and complained: "you don't drink with me."

Her bright and clear eyes, in the dim light, glistening with crystal tears, Wang Qiong sighed, "ah, you are so, I doubt you like Rong Yue that scum man."

Then she picked up a bottle of wine and drank it.

"The one I love, he's gone..."

Suddenly, the wine bottle in Fu Zhiran's hand became a microphone and began to sing.

"It's singing."

Wang Qiong can't laugh or cry, looking at Fu Zhiran who is singing, suddenly a tall figure comes.

Bend over and hold Fu Zhiran up directly.

Wang Qiong Leng for a moment, reaction, quickly throw away the wine bottle in hand, get up to stop, "Hey, you... Who are you?"

She grabbed the man's arm and held him back. "This is my friend. Where are you going to take her?"

"See my face?" LAN Jingyan bent down and put his handsome face in front of Wang Qiong.

Wang Qiong stares at one eye, then nods, "well, I see. She looks like a dog."

This dead woman never comes out.

LAN Jingyan gritted his teeth and said to Wang Qiong, "remember, this is your blue uncle's face."

“……”

Then he rudely pushed Wang Qiong away and strode away with Fu Zhiran in his arms.

Wang Qiong couldn't take care of the pain of hitting her head on the corner of the table, so she rushed to catch up, "handsome boy, if you don't put my friend down again, I'll call the police."

She chased and yelled.

LAN Jingyan was annoyed and told the people who came with him, "close her mouth for me."

The next second, Miss Wang's voice disappeared.

With Fu Zhiran in her arms, LAN Jingyan strides out of the bar.

Fu Zhiran is so held by him, some uncomfortable, she grasps the head, irritable complain, "Wang Qiong, you ya a cup do not accompany me to drink, also nagging, bored."

"See who I am." LAN Jingyan stops and looks down at the woman in her arms.

"Very handsome." Fu Zhiran squints and looks at LAN Jingyan's handsome face. She still reaches out her hand and picks his chin with her fingers. "Is it the cowherd in this bar?"