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Roger stared at him unhappily.

An Feng said indifferently: "Don't look at me like this. Do you think she will give you five years? Everyone has the power to pursue happiness. Now that she is open-minded, she will find someone who is more suitable and loves her more. What you should give is blessings, not complaining later!"

"No!" Roger shook his head seriously, "She must not, she loves me the one she loves the most!"

"Fart! Then why did she leave?" An Feng despised.

Roger told him his evidence: "I joked with her. She thought I had agreed to ask for marriage, but it was actually a spoof..."

An Feng cursed: "I deserve it! I'm just a joke about this kind of thing? You're just a piece of incomprehensible shit, and it's something that people will step on the road!"

Roger had a tangled expression, wanting to cry and laugh.

An Feng kicked him: "If you really like her, hurry up and do some remedies, otherwise when she marrys a man who is tens of millions of times worse than you, endure his strange temper, alcoholism, domestic violence, drug abuse, and lazy food... would you bear to let her live this kind of life in the future?"

"No, no! I don't allow it!" Roger shook his head and got up from the sofa, but he couldn't stand firm and fell down again. "Cell phone, where is my phone?"

An Feng successfully stimulated the drunk man and took out his cell phone: "Here is here!"

Roger took the phone and pressed it tremblingly. It took a long time to find the number. An Feng couldn't see it, so he took his phone over and flipped the communication sheet. When he saw it, there were a lot of girls' names, sweethearts, big breasts, and big butts. He kept nicknames. He really didn't understand if this guy was the blessing he had cultivated in his previous life. There would be a woman who was so willing to guard him... An Feng sighed, and he didn't want to help him anymore.

"Help me, please! She may be back to France soon!" Roger looked at him begging.

"Okay." An Feng keyword found Miranda, dialed out the number and handed it to Roger.

The guy held his phone in his ear, and he said incoherently as soon as the phone was called: "Hey, Miranda! No, no, listen to me first. It's my fault! It's all my fault! I love you! I'm telling it this time, I'm very sure I can't live without you, I need you!"

After hearing this, An Feng smiled heartlessly.

Roger was talking nonsense, but he said something and said truth after drinking. This guy said a lot of true feelings, some of whom were right, some were speechless, and finally seemed to be yelled. He handed the phone to An Feng and said, "She wants you to answer the phone."

An Feng took his cell phone: "Hi Miranda."

"He's crazy?" Miranda's voice became louder.

"Ah?" An Feng laughed, "No, he was just drunk and a little drunk. Tell me about your affairs. This guy regrets it now."

"I don't know if I should forgive him," Miranda said.

"Do you love him, right?" An Feng asked.

"Yes, I can tolerate many things about him, including playing with women, but he shouldn't be joking about that kind of thing. I feel like a doll that I can abandon after playing casually! I have followed him for so many years without regrets. Is it just worth a joke?"

After hearing her complaints, An Feng became a man of peace: "He is indeed a bit too bastard, but now he knows he is wrong and he cries in the car just now."

After a moment of silence, she asked, "Is he okay?"

An Feng glanced at Roger who was asleep on the carpet and lied: "It's okay, I keep saying your name."

Roger was snoring and was having fun, and An Feng kicked him a few times with regret.

Miranda didn't say anything, An Feng asked, "Are you sure you want to leave?"

"I don't know, I've packed all my luggage and bought a plane ticket to Paris tomorrow," Miranda said.

An Feng held down the microphone and kicked Roger in the butt: "Get up quickly! If you don't wake up, she will leave tomorrow, so she will cry in the future!"

"No!" Roger suddenly woke up, grabbed his phone, slapped himself twice, and said, "It's me! Don't leave, I'll come to find you tonight, okay?"

Not knowing what the other person said, Roger suddenly cheered and jumped around the room.

Everyone came out to see the strange sounds.

"He's crazy?" Many people think so.

An Feng shrugged: "Who knows?"

Roger ran over and hugged An Feng: "Thank you guys! You helped me a lot!"

Then he rummaged around the table and looked around: "Where is the car key? Give me a car key, I'm going to New York before dawn!"

"Please, you're driving now is no different from being dying!" An Feng lifted him up with one hand and put it back on the sofa in everyone's horrified eyes.

He looked back and said, "What are you guys?"

Wang Le pointed to Roger on the sofa and said, "You just picked up this guy with one hand?"

"Haha." An Feng smiled and scratched his head, "Maybe I exercise a lot. By the way, I will send this guy back to New York later and come back tomorrow."

"Car key!" Joanna gave him Bentley's key.

"Thank you, my dear!" An Feng kissed her on the cheek and stood on the table: "You can rest tonight! And I--I want to save a couple in crisis!"

"You're drunk too!" Joanna pointed out this.

"Give me an hour and take a bath!" An Feng smiled, "Remember not to let this guy get the key, otherwise he will definitely be in the news of tomorrow's car accident!"

Wang Le and Wu Chao said: "Leave it to us!"

An Feng took a hot bath. After he recovered almost and was not drunk, he changed his clothes and helped Roger downstairs. It was past two o'clock in the evening, and the street in the casino was still lively and colorful. An Feng threw Roger into the passenger seat and got in the car and drove towards New York.

Roger muttered about the address all the way.

"I understand! Shut up!" An Feng opened the music in annoyed manner, overshadowing his voice.

In addition to the sound, Roger was very uneasy. When the wind blew, he wanted to vomit. An Feng had no choice but to grab the steering wheel with one hand and stretch his head as long as possible, pressing his head out the window. He let him spit the car door, but it was better than vomiting it in the car, otherwise he wouldn't be able to stay there.

After driving for more than two hours, I arrived in Black New York, which was different from the lively and colorful nights in Atlantic City. The silence here is a bit scary. There are all kinds of homeless people on the road, and vehicles are racing past, and the speed is very high. I feel that there are people planning crimes on the streets and alleys.

Passing Manhattan to Queens and heading to a hotel near Kennedy Airport. Call Miranda: "Come down, this guy is dying."

Soon, Miranda, wearing a coat, appeared trotting. Roger saw her and got out of the car without saying a word and hugged her. Then he forced a kiss. Miranda struggled for more than ten seconds before pushing the guy away and cursed: " Stay away from me! Look at your mouth full of wine, it's so disgusting!"

Roger had already woken up a lot and grabbed her: "I just couldn't control myself. I'm serious, it was my fault that day, but it wasn't all jokes."

"Really?" Miranda glared at him.

"Of course!" Roger swears. "I just... don't have that much courage to try your words, but I didn't expect to mess it up in the end. I still want to say, I love you, I can't live without you, just like you said, we are all thirty and are no longer young, so I'm willing-"

"No!" Miranda covered his mouth, "I want to wait for you to say when you are most awake!"

"Okay." Roger turned around, looked at the messy car door, and said to An Feng: "Thank you, my brother, if it weren't for you, I would have regretted it for the rest of my life!"

"It's okay, just pay for the car washing!" An Feng said. "There is also the Presidential Suite Comfortable Big Bed Package, plus a luxurious breakfast that I owe me one night!"

Roger smiled and said, "No problem, I'll treat you to this trip!"

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Sometimes An Feng feels that he is quite noble.

Early in the morning, he drove two couples who were still angry last night and were tired of being together in the morning. In the back seat, they hugged and kissed each other, and could not feel the awkwardness at all... An Feng looked into the rearview mirror, coughed a few times, reminding him: "Precautions for the impact, there is more time, don't worry."

Roger smiled and said, "Bruce, you are my lucky star! Love you!"

"Disgusting!" An Feng vomited, "I remember owing me a seafood meal I received overnight with the presidential suite! Oh! Tomorrow is Saturday, and the people of the whole country welcome the price increase!"

"You're really sceptical, man!" Roger said with a smile.

"I saved you." An Feng made a fuss.

But Miranda said seriously: "Thank you, Bruce, you are a good person!"

"Oh!NO!NO!NO!" An Feng drove a little tiltedly, "I'm not a good person, I'm married!"

They don't understand what good people have to do with marriage.

An Feng explained Chinese customs to them all the way, talking about Atlantic City all the way from New York to Atlantic City. These two guys finally understood the meaning of the good guy card.

Miranda said: "The opening remarks of the breakup in the movie here are, 'You're a good girl'."

An Feng nodded: "That's what it means."

...

It was only nine o'clock when we arrived at the hotel.

Not long after we woke up, we enjoyed a seafood meal in a five-star hotel. A large crab as big as a slap comes in at 5 heads, and other signature dishes are delicious. On a plate, An Feng, who had been hungry for a long time, had the idea of ​​eating Roger poorly.

Roger didn't care either, so he served the good food casually, and also pleased Miranda.

After dinner, they walked together on the classic boardwalk in Atlantic City. There were various shops on one side, and the beach and the Atlantic Ocean on the other side. This scene was very classic. Those who have watched "The Atlantic Empire" know, but the boardwalk in the play was built in New York, which is the authentic place.

After walking for a while, I saw a lot of people basking in the sun on the beach, so I bought swimsuits nearby, went down with me, brought some fruit juice and coconut juice, applied sunscreen, and lay quietly on the cushion, blowing the sea breeze and listening to the sound of Atlantic waves, which made people stay quiet for an afternoon.

Wang Le next to him touched An Feng's elbow: "Is the love story last night's wonderful?"

Wu Chao also gathered his gossip and listened.

An Feng took a sip of juice and complained: "Stop talking, this bastard was talking crazy all the way, and almost vomited a car, which made me drive with one hand throughout the journey..."

After hearing An Feng’s complaint, Wang Le smiled: “Didn’t he even accept a good person card afterwards?”

"Puff!" An Feng squirted a mouthful of juice, "Soul is light! Don't mention this to me!"

Everyone laughed.

An Feng opened the topic: "If you don't talk about this, you will get married tomorrow. What plans do you have in the future?"

Wang Le scratched his head: "There are not too many plans, I have also obtained the green card. I guess I will stay in the United States. We plan to save some money and buy a house by the beach."

"You still have to save money?" An Feng took off his sunglasses and looked at him. Both of them were second-generations and their families were from very good. I heard that just when they got married, Wang Le's family gave the woman 8.88 million betrothal gift according to custom. The woman also provided a considerable amount of assets, as well as the stocks they had, and the funds were too many.

Wang Le smiled and said, "Isn't this a symbol?"

An Feng said: "Just go to the west with me. I live close to you and can take care of you in the future. Besides, you also have shares in the winery."

Wang Le nodded: "I have this plan, but she is still struggling because there are also good houses in the east."

"Take a little manly, you can decide this!" An Feng patted him on the shoulder, "Men must be like me. Whatever I say, my wife agrees!"

"Really?" At least four doubtful voices sounded around.
Chapter completed!