At two o'clock in the morning, the bar street by Yan River is still brightly lit.

In the night bar at the end of the street, a dance music was finished, and DJ was changing the disc. The men and women dancing on it had already left the stage and rushed to the bar to sit.

But to the far left of the bar, there was a group of people surrounded by the most. A handsome man with a slightly long bangs and a little narcissistic smiled and said with a smile: "Everyone has seen the hot searches tonight. I, Bo Yan's high school classmate, a buddy for more than ten years. He said that he once liked someone and was dumped. Don't believe it. I tell you, it's not the first time he was dumped, it's the second time tonight."

The drinking man next to him was laughing, and no one took the bartender's thriller seriously. A young man smiled and said, "You are Bo Yan's high school classmate, and I am Xia Siyu's current husband."

"I'm really his high school classmate."

"I'm really her current husband."

True-Xia Siyu's current husband suddenly appeared, which scared the bartender. Bo Yan changed into a windbreaker, wore a baseball cap, and had a pair of big black-framed glasses on his face. In the dimly lit bar, he did not attract any attention.

VIP room.

The bartender came in with a plate. Bo Yan sat comfortably on the sofa and looked at his phone, his long legs folded comfortably. The jacket on his body had been unzipped, and the white shirt inside had two buttons unbuttoned. He heard the bartender coming in, and he didn't raise his head, but just stretched out his hand. The gesture meant: bring wine.

The bartender asked: "Can you drink? You have a notice tomorrow, right? Are you not afraid of your face swollen?"

Bo Yan still didn't reply, and his fingers in the air moved.

The bartender poured him a glass of whiskey speechlessly, and according to his preference, he grabbed two ice cubes from the ice bucket and handed the glass to his hand. Bo Yan took it and shook the glass gently. The amber wine shaking in the square glass, and the ice cubes inside were like crystals, making a crisp sound as he swayed.

He picked up the wine glass and drank it all. After drinking it, he stretched his hand forward, which meant: pour another glass.

The bartender's face was even more disgusted, and he was filled with dissatisfaction.

Bo Yan finished drinking it in one sip and let out a long sigh. But the luster between his eyebrows did not stretch, as if it had become even more condensed.

The bartender poured himself a glass and took a sip. As soon as he finished drinking, he started complaining: "If you come here in the future, can you notify me in advance? You are a little famous now. I am not prepared for a sudden attack like this. If someone recognizes it again, it will cause some riots, will I still do business at night?"

Bo Yan raised his pupils: "That's it?"

"What does this mean? Is this good business good? Is it good? At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the dock location is not very good. Is it good to have this kind of attendance rate?" The bartender drank all the wine in the cup in dissatisfaction, poured it on him, and poured a glass himself, "I said, why are you in the mood to come and drink today? Have you been stimulated by someone? She said it is impossible to cooperate with you, and it is impossible to cooperate with you in this life?"

Bo Yan ignored him, finished drinking, picked up chopsticks, picked up a peanut, and chewed it gently in his mouth.
Chapter completed!