C260

Why are you here

After the security guard cleared up the crowd, Gu Ge also left. Ning Jin was not sure if he left the villa, but she had only seen Gu Ge after she left the party, and the Fashion Show did not react when the news of Ning Jin intentionally driving a car to kill Ning Qian was spread outside. It was already 12 o'clock in the afternoon, so given the size of the Fashion Show, how could they not clarify things immediately?

After asking this question, Gu Ge slightly tilted his head.

Ning Jin felt that she didn't manage to obtain any useful information in the end, and she had already guessed that it was He Qiu who was plotting all this. It was just that when Gu Ge said this guess, he didn't mention a single word about the car accident that she wanted to know about.

Ning Jin found it hard to understand.

Fu Huayong was different.

The last sentence of the ancient song seemed to express something. What did the customer mean?

She was already the financial backer of the people in B City, so this backer was referring to the people in M Country? If it was true, Gu Ge and the Fashion Show's attitude would be clear, but this matter was definitely something only the upper echelons could achieve.

Fu Huayong clenched his fists tightly. Looks like the game was getting more and more exciting.

"What are you thinking?"

Ning Jin asked curiously, as though he had forgotten about his awkwardness with Fu Huayong, but he had not forgotten about it yet. He glanced at Ning Jin, and then turned and left without a word. It was just that she and Fu Huayong's identities had been switched.

After feeling depressed for a long time, Ning Jin turned around and left. In the end, the waiter came up to him and chuckled, "Please pay the bill."

Ning Jin:...

There was nothing she could do about it. From the moment she entered the Fu's, she could not help but listen in on the gossip. She was wondering why everyone was always so passionate about this kind of gossip.

He didn't see Fu Huayong until the afternoon, which was exactly what she wanted. When it was time to get off work, he picked up his bag and walked out, and when he stood at the entrance of the company, he was unable to move his legs. If she went out, how would he carry a crazy car?

She didn't think she had that kind of luck.

Now that she was in such a bad mood that she needed to vent her feelings and look at the dark sky, she had to do something suitable for nightfall.

It's still early for dinner.

At 10 pm, he picked up a taxi and rushed out of the city.

Seeing the crowd clamoring at the entrance and listening to all kinds of unconventional music, he felt much more relaxed. He got out of the car, paid the driver, and walked inside.

This bar was not small, but the decorations and atmosphere were all first-class. The voice of the person standing here was very moving, the moment he opened his throat, he knew that the story behind the bar was quite a lot of to resonate with. DJ was a great beauty, with a charming and sexy body, and the most important part was that he could adjust the atmosphere.

Looking at some of the lackadaisical lackeys at the door, Ning Jin thought of what Han Jing had said that time and mocked them with a smile. It was because she had angered herself to the point that she couldn't be blamed on others.

As he walked into the bar, the music beside his ears became even more deafening. Colourful lights shone on his body and his face became a little absent-minded.

"Beautiful ladies, how many of you?"

Ning Jin waved his finger, and the waiter turned around and brought him to a corner, "Beautiful lady, sorry about that, there are multiple people sitting near the counter, I can only let you down for a bit."

Opening the door was originally just for fun. It was the same everywhere, as long as there was alcohol to drink it was fine, even though her alcohol tolerance was really low.

Ning Jin waved his hand, "Bring me ten bottles of beer."

It was still early in the morning and there were not many people around, so Ning Jin sat on his seat and drank his wine continuously. Honestly speaking, this beer was really hard to drink, but luckily he felt satisfied, and during this period of time, many men came forward to chat with him.

"Let go of me, f * ck off!"

This place had all sorts of familiar faces. Ning Jin was too lazy to bother with them and just continued to drink.

"Beautiful girl, your big brother saw you drinking by yourself. I have good intentions to accompany you, so let's go together."

Under the effects of the heavy music, the voice of everyone became indistinct. Because of the alcohol, Ning Jin's mind was also a little blank.

"Don't touch me. Disgusting."

The other party was still arguing, and the voices were getting closer and closer. Ning Jin frowned, why did this voice sound so familiar, yes, like Fu Wanjiao's, then he smiled, his brain was really affected, thinking of this god of pests of pestilence.

Right now, there were six empty bottles of beer lying on the ground. Just as Ning Jin was about to go for the seventh bottle, his hand had not touched the bottle yet, causing his stomach to churn. He was about to puke, Ning Jin immediately covered his mouth, she did not want to let go of everything.

He turned around in a hurry, and did not even notice the surrounding environment as he ran towards the bathroom, but before he even took a step, he was already filled with energy, and the impact directly threw Ning Jin's stomach out.

"Grasping a f * cking horse, not walking for long … What the f * ck!" The other party cursed, but before he could finish, he raised his body and jumped away from Ning Jin.

Ugh ~ It felt so good, the water stains all over the ground caused Ning Jin to feel comfortable, it seemed like he could not drink too much from this beer, other than his stomach swelling, he also needed to drink some white spirit wine, this was awesome.

"Brother, are you alright?"

There was a burst of noise by her ears again. She looked up and saw three brats in front of her. They were no longer in their twenties. The one standing in the middle was dressed in beige clothes and had vomited.

Ning Jin guiltily took a few steps back, his eyes dodging, wasn't this her masterpiece?

But Ning Jin paused for a second, isn't, isn't he Master Fu Wanjiao?

So it wasn't a hallucination.

"Why are you here?"

Fu Wanjiao's eyes were wide open, her face full of shock. She pointed at Ning Jin with the wine bottle in her hand, asking her, who did she ask?

Looking at the few men not far from her, she instantly understood.