It was raining outside the bar, and the colorful lights were blurred and colorful in the rain, emitting a shallow aperture.

Halfway through the drink, Ye Jiaqi was already drunk.

As soon as Ning An mentioned Song Shaoyan, she would scold him for her.

Screaming in the bar is not enough, she also snatched Ning An's cell phone.

Ning An was also half drunk, her cheeks were red, and her head was blunt and her head was blunt.

Ye Jiaqi called Song Shaoyan's number: "Song Shaoyan, you bastard, why are you not good to An An? What's wrong with An An? If I were a man, I would marry her."

Song Shaoyan was at home for a day and never went anywhere. He had just finished taking a shower and sat downstairs.

As a result, I received such a call.

"Did you go out with her to drink?" Song Shaoyan said coldly.

"Do you admit that you are a bastard? Hum?" Ye Jiaqi came up with courage.

"Which bar are you in?" Song Shaoyan suppressed his anger.

No wonder I haven't come back at ten o'clock. It turns out that I'm going out to drink and I'm brave enough.

After getting married, he hadn't seen Ning'an go to a bar. He thought she wouldn't go to such places, so he really underestimated her.

"Do you care which bar we are in? Do you say you are worthy of An An? She, a girl, married to the capital, and met a bastard, who was unfaithful. Do you say you are worthy of her..."

"Song Shaoyan, you are just a turtle bastard. Why do you bully An An? Why..."

"Jiaqi..." Ning An had a headache. She snatched her phone and hung up.

"Let me tell me..." Ye Jiaqi was so drunk that she held her forehead. She hadn't finished speaking yet.

Only half said.

Song Shaoyan realized that the matter was serious, and both women were drunk.

Otherwise, with Ning An's personality, he would never have caused trouble with him.

His deep eyes showed coldness and depth, and the light in his eyes cooled a little.

Yes, he is very brave.

Song Shaoyan immediately called his own people and thoroughly investigated the bar in Beijing.

Song Shaoyan’s network of relationships in Beijing is very strong. Basically, if you call it out, you will have a response within ten minutes.

Sure enough, the owner of a bar called him quickly.

Song Shaoyan changed his pajamas, picked a white shirt casually, put on a windbreaker and walked out the door.

It was still raining outside, drizzling.

The cold rain fell on the car glass, splashing drops of water.

The water beads slide down the glass and gather into lines, and the wiper keeps scraping.

The wind is not strong, but because of the rain, the temperature drops and is particularly cold.

He was still full of anger, so he stepped on the accelerator and drove straight into the bar.

As soon as he entered, he saw Ning An and Ye Jiaqi sitting side by side on the sofa, smiling at the two young men on the sofa opposite.

In the corner.

Ye Jiaqi held his chin with both hands and Ning An held his forehead.

Both of them had drunk flush on their faces, and they looked at the dancing little brother in front of them in admiration.

"I'll tell you a story, it was told by a friend when I was walking through the desert." The little brother looked focused.

Ye Jiaqi nodded repeatedly: "Tell me, speak."

"There is a village where there is a temple next to the village. There is a beautiful girl named Xiaofang. One day, Xiaofang became pregnant without marriage. The villagers were very angry and arrested her and beat her up and wanted to soak her pig cage. She asked her who the child's father was. Xiaofang said she was from the monk in the temple. The villagers arrested the monk and questioned him. The monk admitted it, and the villagers beat the monk to death. However, twenty years later, a miracle happened..."

"Ah, what miracle?" Ye Jiaqi blinked curiously.
Chapter completed!