Amy, that girl is obviously playing with her boyfriend in the bar. How can she think of calling herself? Is something wrong? Mo Wenting immediately had these two questions in her heart.

If something really happens, it can't be delayed. Mo Wenting can only not call Xiang Tian for the time being. It's important to answer Amy's phone first.

But as soon as the phone was connected, Mo Wenting heard a burst of deafening Scott music and a lot of noise from her mobile phone. She didn't have to ask, but she knew that Amy was really calling herself in the bar, otherwise the voice from Amy would never be so noisy.

"Hey, Amy, it's so noisy over there. Can you hear me? " In order to let her best friend hear her voice, Mo Wenting can only deliberately improve her voice by several decibels.

"I can hear you, Arvin. Just speak louder." Amy answered Mo Wenting loudly.

At the same time, Mo Wenting seemed to hear a sound of drinking. Because she is talking to Amy on the phone, if the person next to Amy drinks, she will not hear so clearly.

Judging from this, the drinking sound that Mo Wenting heard just now came from Amy's throat. She immediately asked Amy loudly, "dead girl, are you drinking while calling me?"

"Yes! How do you know? " After Amy answered Mo Wenting positively, she was very curious and immediately asked.

"I heard it." Mo Wenting immediately answered Amy with a trace of resentment: "you drink so loudly and are still close to your mobile phone, but I can hear it clearly."

"Oh, your ears are really sensitive. I thought the disco music here had completely covered my drinking. " Amy smiled and praised Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting was not very grateful and didn't feel very happy, so she urged Amy, "why don't you call me all of a sudden when you don't play crazy in the bar?"

"Arvin, tomorrow is your birthday. I want to ask you what gift you want? I'll buy it on the street later and send it to your office tomorrow. " Amy immediately replied to Mo Wenting that it was about Mo Wenting's birthday gift.

This shows that Amy really cares about Mo Wenting. Even if she is playing in the bar, she firmly remembers to give Mo Wenting a birthday present tomorrow. She must not miss the opportunity to express her affection to her best friend.

Mo Wenting was still complaining about Amy in her heart. Now she knows that Amy always remembers her birthday and has such a heart to give her a gift. As soon as she is moved, she will never complain about her good friend again.

Anyway, the two of them are already as good as their sisters, so they do not share each other, and Mo Wen Ting does not have to be polite to Amy. He directly tells her the most desirable gift in his heart: "I want a bottle of the latest perfume of Versace, and it is the most expensive one!"

"Wow! Ah Wen, you are taking the opportunity of your birthday to kill people. " Amy couldn't help crying bitter as soon as she heard what Mo Wenting said.

Amy clearly knows that Versace has indeed produced a special perfume this year, which is particularly expensive, and it is more than two or three times more expensive than ordinary perfume.

Now, Mo Wenting even says that she wants the most expensive one. Amy must spend half a month's salary. Of course, she can't be blamed for complaining and complaining.

Mo Wenting's mood at the moment is completely opposite to Amy's.

She couldn't help laughing when she heard that Amy was so miserable by herself, and asked Amy proudly, "what's the matter? You love money? Then you shouldn't call me now and hypocritically ask me what gift I want! "

"I'm not hypocritical, but I sincerely want to send you birthday wishes, okay?" Amy quickly apologized to Mo Wenting.

Amy's voice also revealed a grievance. Because Mo Wenting just gave her a false conclusion.

"Hey! If you are really sincere, do as I say and send a gift to miss Ben, so as to prove how sincere your blessing to me is. " Mo Wenting asked Amy proudly.

"Well, if I meet you, a rich girl who doesn't know what money is, I can only accept my life. The gift will arrive on time early tomorrow morning. " Amy was helpless, but she could only promise Mo Wenting.

After all, she also knows that Mo Wenting is now a young grandmother of a rich family. She can't see ordinary gifts. Since she wants to express her mind, she naturally has to promise Mo Wenting unconditionally.

No matter how expensive the gift Mo Wenting wants, Amy will bite her teeth and buy it for her.

"Yes! Just send it to my office tomorrow. I'll wait for you. " When Mo Wenting saw that Amy had promised herself, she felt very happy.

Of course, Mo Wenting won't accept Amy's gift for nothing. The thing about human feelings is that they come and go. Now Amy promises to give her a gift, so when Amy's birthday, she will also give something of the same value or even more expensive as a return gift.

Although Amy has been complaining verbally, she doesn't really feel pain in her heart. She thinks it's worth spending more money to buy Mo Wenting a birthday present.

She knows Mo Wenting very well and believes that Mo Wenting will never let her pay go to waste, and she will get an excess return.

Although she won't haggle with Mo Wenting so much and never thought about how much benefit she can get from Mo Wenting, Mo Wenting will never treat her badly.

They have been good friends and sisters since they were in college. Up to now, they have a deep sisterly relationship, which can not be measured by money.

Therefore, even if Amy is hard on others and even her own boyfriend, she will often calculate money, but she has never been stingy with Mo Wenting.

Tomorrow is mo Wenting's birthday, so Amy has to make her good sisters happy and happy.

To achieve this goal, Amy must meet all the requirements of Mo Wenting.

Mo Wenting believes that Amy will buy her favorite gift. She has the same confidence in Amy. After hanging up the phone, she doesn't have to worry about it. She just needs to go to the office tomorrow and wait for gifts.

There was no more noise from Amy in her ears, but Mo Wenting fell back into a kind of loneliness that made her feel uncomfortable.